Seldom he smiles; and smiles in such a sort, As if he mockd himself, and scornd his spirit, That could be moved to smile at any thing. Shakespeare.Julius Cæsar, Act I. Scene 2. (Cæsar to Antony, expressing his dislike of Cassius.)
I can smile, and murther while I smile. Shakespeare.King Henry VI., Part III. Act III. Scene 2. (Gloster soliloquising on the destruction of Edward and his Line.)
A man I knew who lived upon a smile; And well it fed him: he lookd plump and fair, While rankest venom foamd through every vein. Dr. Young.Night VIII. Line 336.
The harper smiled, well-pleased; for neer Was flattry lost on poets ear: A simple race! they waste their toil For the vain tribute of a smile. Scott.Lay of the Last Minstrel, near the end.
I in no soul-consumption wait Whole years at levees of the great, And hungry hopes regale the while On the spare diet of a smile. Green.The Spleen, Line 440.
So wept Aurelia, till the destined youth Steppd in, with his receipt for making smiles, And blanching sables into bridal bloom. Dr. Young.Night V. Line 583.