On this hapless earth
There 's small sincerity of mirth,
And laughter oft is but an art
To drown the outcry of the heart.
"Address to certain Gold-fishes". - Poems (1851)
On this hapless earth
There 's small sincerity of mirth,
And laughter oft is but an art
To drown the outcry of the heart.
"Address to certain Gold-fishes". - Poems (1851)