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Poem by William Makepeace Thackeray

To Mary

I seem, in the midst of the crowd,
The lightest of all;
My laughter rings cheery and loud,
In banquet and ball.
My lip hath its smiles and its sneers,
For all men to see;
But my soul, and my truth, and my tears,
Are for thee, are for thee!

Around me they flatter and fawn
The young and the old.
The fairest are ready to pawn
Their hearts for my gold.
They sue meI laugh as I spurn
The slaves at my knee;
But in faith and in fondness I turn
Unto thee, unto thee! 

William Makepeace Thackeray

William Makepeace Thackeray's other poems:
  1. Larry OToole
  2. My Nora
  3. On a Very Old Woman
  4. The Almacks Adieu
  5. Mrs. Katherines Lantern

Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • William Wordsworth To Mary ("Let other bards of angels sing")
  • Percy Shelley To Mary ("How, my dear Mary, -- are you critic-bitten")
  • William Cowper To Mary ("The twentieth year is well nigh past")
  • John Clare To Mary ("I sleep with thee, and wake with thee")
  • Robert Anderson To Mary ("Exil'd frae thee, and ilka mead")
  • Charles Wolfe To Mary ("If I had thought thou couldst have died")

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