Such fragile masquerade dresses
And secretes her within a veneer.
Disguises her turmoil in best
Behaviour, covers all holes so geared
To crack her unstable pretence.
No-one must yet deem her in love.
Enchanted with recent events,
She vacillates between tears, moving
To delirious laughter, - - frail
Excuses burst from her lips, ruin
Composure, but to no avail.
Gone went the shield she was seen through.
When now her pose she sheds, then love's charms
At last undress her, - - - - - and she is disarmed.
Fay Slimm
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