And she hath smiles to earth unknown-- Smiles that with motion of their own Do spread, and sink, and rise.

You have seen Sunshine and rain at once--her smiles and tears Were like, a better way: those happy smilets That played on her ripe lip seemed not to know What guests were in her eyes, which parted thence As pearls from diamonds dropped.

Seldom he smiles, and smiles in such a sort As if he mocked himself and scorned his spirit That could be moved to smile at anything.

My tables--meet it is I set it down That one may smile, and smile, and be a villain. At least I am sure it may be so in Denmark.

Nobly he yokes A smiling with a sigh, as if the sigh Was that it was for not being such a smile; The smile mocking the sigh that it would fly From so divine a temple to commix With winds that sailors rail at.

The robb'd that smiles, steals something from the thief