Masquerading.

Such fragile masquerade dresses And secretes her within a veneer. Disguises her turmoil in best Behaviour, covers all holes so geared To crack her unstable pretence. No-one must yet deem her in love. Enchanted with recent events, She vacillates between tears, moving To delirious laughter, - - frail Excuses burst from her lips, ruin Composure, but to no avail. Gone went the shield she was seen through. When now her pose she sheds, then love's charms At last undress her, - - - - - and she is disarmed.