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FACES.
Faces, faces, strong true faces,
That we trust, scarce knowing why,
Impress of a noble manhood,
Stamped on cheek, and brow, and

Faces, faces, scornful faces,
Ye that stand, Oh! pray take heed,
Lest ye fall, your feet entangled,
In your own peculiar creed.

Faces, faces, wretched faces,
Framed in jewels, and in laces,
Oh! we meet them every day,
Hurrying on to swift decay.

Faces, faces, pallid faces,
Hollow-eyed, and drawn with pain,
In some narrow garret striving,
Lifes bare pittance for to gain.

Faces, faces, soulless faces,
That familiar with disgraces, eye.