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The Tear

When Friendship or Love our sympathies move,
When Truth in a glance should appear,
The lips may beguile with a dimple or smile
But the test of affection's Tear.

Too oft is a smile but the hypocrite's wile,
To mask detestation of fear;
Give me the soft sight, whilst the soul-telling eye
Is dimm'd for a time with a Tear

Lord Byron

Takk Anne-Lise for vakre roser!