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The laughter of man is more terrible than his tears, and takes more forms: hollow, heartless, mirthless, maniacal... – James Thurber.
And he began to laugh again, and that so heartily, that, though I did not see the joke as he did, I was again obliged to join him in his mirth.
Phantasmal mirth, folded away: muskperfumed.