On this hapless earth
There's small sincerity of mirth
And laughter oft but an art
To drown the outcry of the heart
There's small sincerity of mirth
And laughter oft but an art
To drown the outcry of the heart
Hartley Coleridge, Address to Certain Gold fishes
As the cracking of thorns under a pot, so is the laughter of the fool
Old Testament, Ecclesiastes, VII, 6
Our sincerest laughter
With some pain is fraught
With some pain is fraught
Shelley, To a Sklark
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