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BY PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR
' z9 i4 s. I; j' ]We wear the mask that grins and lies,- U, E& x( ^) i0 l# x5 `" }% g: W
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,—
6 R! H- f4 o- W, q% V6 WThis debt we pay to human guile;
, ^+ H* t$ g4 x) zWith torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
* n `# f* S% c, eAnd mouth with myriad subtleties.8 G, | u4 N7 n: \: Y
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Why should the world be over-wise,
9 Z1 T# m0 f6 Y3 t; YIn counting all our tears and sighs?
1 M& q' X3 l( E3 E b, tNay, let them only see us, while: S3 d+ b8 {( m6 M
We wear the mask.) X9 L" [. @$ x. y0 k+ K( v( t) q
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We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries
* E& Q& Q# X8 P) i% d. cTo thee from tortured souls arise.& j( |( b, [3 U/ W% u8 ^" F. j0 u; T7 P
We sing, but oh the clay is vile1 t+ b) \7 d; V7 |) f& e; G
Beneath our feet, and long the mile;
' r. T8 x% E7 ?* b# y' \/ J. d5 u( dBut let the world dream otherwise,
$ ~0 N5 V; O2 _7 d" m0 R* V% u: r We wear the mask! |
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