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SONNET VIII. TO A COLLEGE FRIEND; ON HIS EXPRESSING HIS APPREHENSIONS, THAT THE AUTHOR HAD FORGOTTEN HIM.
WRITTEN AUGUST 1791.
How, B---ye, can thy fears behold,Alas! so great a change in me;
Or idly deem my heart so cold,
That I no more remember thee?
Oh!—thou canst bid new pleasure bloom,
A sun, my kindling morn to light;
And thou canst gild affliction's gloom,
A star, through many a stormy night!
Though, far from fancy's roseate bower,
Care-worn and faint I bend my way,
Nor can recall the vacant hour
When youth, on roving wing, was gay;
Yet, still thy friendly form I see—
And still this heart remembers thee!
P.
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