241 <br /> <br />I like a look of Agony, <br />Because I know it's true— <br />Men do not sham Convulsion, <br />Nor simulate, a Throe— <br /> <br />The Eyes glaze once—and that is Death— <br />Impossible to feign <br />The Beads upon the Forehead <br />By homely Anguish strung.<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-like-a-look-of-agony/
