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What's the use of worrying?
It never was worth while, so
Pack up your troubles in your old kit-bag,
And smile, smile, smile.
Author: George Asaf (pseudonym of George Henry Powell)
Source: Smile, Smile, Smile
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Smiles form the channels of a future tear.
Author: Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron)
Source: Childe Harold (canto II, st. 97)
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Cervantes smiled Spain's chivalry away;
A single laugh demolished the right arm
Of his own country;--seldom since that day
Has Spain had heroes.
Author: Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron)
Source: Don Juan (canto XIII, st. 11)
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But owned that smile, if oft observed and near,
Waned in its mirth, and wither'd to a sneer.
Author: Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron)
Source: Lara (canto I, st. 17, l. 11)
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From thy own smile I snatched the snake.
Author: Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron)
Source: Manfred
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Her very frowns are fairer far
Than smiles of other maidens are.
Author: Hartley Coleridge
Source: She is not Fair
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In came Mrs. Fezziwig, one vast substantial smile.
Author: Charles Dickens
Source: A Christmas Carol (stave 2)
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The smile of her I love is like the dawn
Whose touch makes Menmon sing:
O see where wide the golden sunlight flows--
The barren desert blossoms as the rose!
Author: Richard Watson Gilder
Source: The Smile of Her I Love
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With the smile that was childlike and bland.
Author: Bret Harte (Francis Bret Harte)
Source: Language of Truthful James (Heathen Chinee)
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Reproof on her lip, but a smile in her eye.
Author: Samuel Lover
Source: Rory O'More
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Whence that three-cornered smile of bliss?
Three angels gave me at once a kiss.
Author: George MacDonald
Source: Baby (st. 7)
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For smiles from reason flow
To brute deny'd, and are of love the food.
Author: John Milton
Source: Paradise Lost (bk. IX, l. 239)
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A smile that glow'd
Celestial rosy red, love's proper hue.
Author: John Milton
Source: Paradise Lost (bk. VIII, l. 618)
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The thing that goest farthest towards making life worth while,
That costs the least, and does the most, is just a pleasant
smile.
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It's full of worth and goodness too, with manly kindness blent,
It's worth a million dollars and it doesn't cost a cent.
Author: Wilbur D. Nesbit
Source: Let us Smile
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Eternal smiles his emptiness betray,
As shallow streams run dimpling all the way.
Author: Alexander Pope
Source: Prologue to Satires (l. 315)
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With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye.
Author: Sir Walter Scott
Source: Marmion (canto V, st. 12)
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Nobly he yokes
A smiling with a sigh, as if the sigh
Was that it was for not being such a smile;
The smile mocking the sigh that it would fly
From so divine a temple to commix
With winds that sailors rail at.
Author: William Shakespeare
Source: Cymbeline (Arviragus at IV, ii)
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My tables--meet it is I set it down
That one may smile, and smile, and be a villain.
At least I am sure it may be so in Denmark.
Author: William Shakespeare
Source: Hamlet Prince of Denmark (Hamlet at I, v)
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Seldom he smiles, and smiles in such a sort
As if he mocked himself and scorned his spirit
That could be moved to smile at anything.
Author: William Shakespeare
Source: Julius Caesar (Caesar at I, ii)
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You have seen
Sunshine and rain at once--her smiles and tears
Were like, a better way: those happy smilets
That played on her ripe lip seemed not to know
What guests were in her eyes, which parted thence
As pearls from diamonds dropped.
Author: William Shakespeare
Source: King Lear (Gentleman at IV, iii)
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There is a snake in thy smile, my dear,
And bitter poison within thy tear.
Author: Percy Bysshe Shelley
Source: Beatrice Cenci
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The smile that flickers on baby's lips when he sleeps--does
anybody know where it was born? Yes, there is a rumor that a
young pale beam of a crescent moon touched the edge of a
vanishing autumn cloud, and there the smile was first born in the
dream of a dew-washed morning.
Author: Sir Rabindranath Tagore
Source: Gitanjali (61)
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'Tis easy enough to be pleasant,
When life flows along like a song;
But the man worth while is the one who will smile
When everything does dead wrong;
For the test of the heart is trouble,
And it always comes with the years,
But the smile that is worth the praise of earth
Is the smile that comes through tears.
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But the virtue that conquers passion,
And the sorrow that hides in a smile--
It is these that are worth the homage of earth,
For we find them but once in a while.
Author: Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Source: Worth While
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I feel in every smile a chain.
Author: Dr. John Wolcot (Wolcott) (used pseudonym Peter Pindar)
Source: Pindariana
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And she hath smiles to earth unknown--
Smiles that with motion of their own
Do spread, and sink, and rise.
Author: William Wordsworth
Source: I met Louisa in the Shade (st. 2), (afterwards cancelled by him, not found in complete edition of po
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