The Smile
by William Blake

There 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
And it sticks in the deep Backbone;
And no Smile that ever was smil’d,
But only one Smile alone,

That betwixt the Cradle & Grave
It only once Smil’d can be;
But, when it once is Smil’d,
There’s an end to all Misery.