No; the loving look we speak of is as often grave as gay.

Its character depends very much on the face through which it beams.

And it cannot be counterfeited.
Its _ring_ defies imitation.

Like the clouded sun of April, it can pierce through tears of sorrow; like the noontide sun of summer, it can blaze in warm smiles; like the northern lights of winter, it can gleam in depths of woe;--but it is always the same, modified, doubtless, and rendered more or less patent to others, according to the natural amiability of him or her who bestows it.

No one can put it on; still less can any one put it off.