HERE is a smile of love, And there is a smile of deceit, And there is a smile of smiles In which these two smiles meet. And there is a frown of hate, And there is a frown of disdain, And there is a frown of frowns Which you strive to forget in vain. For it sticks in the heart's deep core But only one smile alone, That betwixt the cradle and grave It only once smiled can be ; But when it once is smiled There's an end to all misery. T THE GOLDEN NET. HREE Virgins at the break of day, 66 Whither, young man, whither away? "Alas for woe! alas for woe!" They cry, and tears for ever flow. The one was clothed in flames of fire, The other clothed in iron wire, The other clothed in tears and sighs, And in tears clothed night and day Melted all my soul away. When they saw my tears, a smile That did heaven itself beguile, Bore the golden net aloft, |