Hand in Hand/Hearts and Faces
Hearts and Faces
CAN you judge a smile who is gay,
Nor once be misled by the token?
I know that I laughed aloud one day,
From a heart that was almost broken.
But my laughter rang false, do you say?
Or tears followed very soon after.
You are wrong for I wept not that day,
And my laugh was the merriest laughter.
That my grief was not deep, you maintain,
Since I found it so easy to cover;
But I tell you I writhed with the pain,
And one writhes not when anguish is over.
For my own part I scarcely believe
That sighing can only mean sadness;
And I wholly misdoubt, you perceive,
That laughter must always prove gladness.
Are you sure it is grief when a tear starts?
Can you trust smiles of mirth in all places?
If aught can be falser than human hearts,
It must surely be human faces!