If faces were an open book
Telling the truth in there,
How like a read all actions be,
Deceived not e`en a child.
But face has so many manners
Telling rarely the truth.
At times the eye can`t see
What`s so concealed in there;
Much with the woman so,
For beauty hides the heart.
Luis Estable
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