Familiar letters and poems on several occasions | ||
On Friendship.
Friendship is Love from all its Dross refin'dThe chaste Enjoyment of th'immortal Mind:
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'Tis such as Angels do to Angels bear.
Unmix'd with wanton Thoughts and loose Desires,
The purer Flame to nobler Heights aspires;
To ease the Bosom that is deep distress'd,
And raise the Transport of the joyful Breast;
This Gift Divine the Pow'r supreme bestows,
To aid our joys and dissipate our Woes:
To make the chearful Hours of Life more gay,
And drive the melancholy Shades away.
Familiar letters and poems on several occasions | ||