They tell me that my face is fair,
That sunny smiles are on my cheek-
Yet sorrow hath been busy there,
For many a day-for many a week-
And struggling thoughts I may not speak;
And keen regrets, both deep and keen;
And what if smiles the surface streak,
All cheerless are the depths within!
My marriage troth I gave-received-
While friends stood by with joy elate,
And said, what my fond heart believed,
That mine should be a blest estate.
Ah! better than such wedding-f
(John Kenyon)
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