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BY PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR
, U$ C) d( X$ i, Q' R3 PWe wear the mask that grins and lies,
# A1 V' L% T6 F) G( ?It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,—1 i+ U: |# T2 x2 {4 T J
This debt we pay to human guile;
* }2 t) C- O3 Z+ d; BWith torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
) p7 h D4 R' m2 |% [/ [/ RAnd mouth with myriad subtleties.
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Why should the world be over-wise,8 [! M( O# z: V, d' i3 C p; q
In counting all our tears and sighs?; P( R( \2 |. K. ]$ d/ u
Nay, let them only see us, while3 D1 r, M, l4 x
We wear the mask.# I3 S+ D3 ?* y5 c' F
8 \: f& m4 J% q$ e0 u: JWe smile, but, O great Christ, our cries
0 N- Y7 J1 n, R2 u" `8 n+ \To thee from tortured souls arise.
) d+ M6 P3 O: T7 s l; r% F) S% I" ~We sing, but oh the clay is vile
6 V, n8 N2 J+ G4 N+ Y- kBeneath our feet, and long the mile;
$ U4 @+ K8 l3 }But let the world dream otherwise,% v8 M {- b0 K2 F( z3 w* T& [
We wear the mask! |
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