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HER SMILE by ROBERT UNDERWOOD JOHNSON

First Line: THE ODOR IS THE ROSE
Last Line: AS THOUGH A ROSE WERE HAPPY TO BE HUMAN!
Subject(s): SMILES;
THE odor is the rose;
The smile, the woman.
Delights the bud doth sheathe,
Unfolded, all may breathe.
So joys that none could know
Her smiles on all bestow,
As though a rose were happy to be human!



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