In came Mrs. Fezziwig, one vast substantial smile.

Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way.

But owned that smile, if oft observed and near, Waned in its mirth, and wither'd to a sneer.

Smiles form the channels of a future tear.

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

I feel in every smile a chain.