I seem, in the midst of the crowd,
The lightest of all;
My laughter rings cheery and loud,
In banquet and ball.
My lip hath its smiles and its sneers,
For all men to see;
But my soul, and my truth, and my tears,
Are for thee, are for thee!
Around me they flatter and fawn-
The young and the old.
The fairest are ready to pawn
Their hearts for my gold.
They sue me-I laugh as I spurn
The slaves at my knee;
But in faith and in fondness I turn
Unto thee, unto thee!
To Mary
William Makepeace Thackeray
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