Sadie Fontaine - Part 14
How many hearts would bleed and die —
Grow lustreless the flashing eye,
Shrink matchless forms of queenly make —
Melt hearts as pure as new snow-flake —
If from the face the mask were torn,
The brow of fraud of fraud was shorn,
And lying hearts were turned to view,
That trusting ones might read them through!
Grow lustreless the flashing eye,
Shrink matchless forms of queenly make —
Melt hearts as pure as new snow-flake —
If from the face the mask were torn,
The brow of fraud of fraud was shorn,
And lying hearts were turned to view,
That trusting ones might read them through!
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