 | The heavenly guest with other unpublished writings |  |
MY FRIEND
O Fortune, thou whose potent hand doth hold
All gifts, unlocking with thy mystic keys
Love, fame, wealth, powers and pleasures manifold,—
Bring to my friend the olive boughs of peace!
All gifts, unlocking with thy mystic keys
Love, fame, wealth, powers and pleasures manifold,—
Bring to my friend the olive boughs of peace!
For in this storm-tossed world what shall avail
Thy largess of the glittering shows of life?
Some day is sure to see their splendors fail,
Dimmed by earth's dreary clouds of pain and strife.
Thy largess of the glittering shows of life?
Some day is sure to see their splendors fail,
Dimmed by earth's dreary clouds of pain and strife.
But the tranquillity of soul that grows
From holy living and a conscience clean,
Sweeter than fragrance of the new-blown rose,
Clearer than stainless heights of heaven serene:—
From holy living and a conscience clean,
Sweeter than fragrance of the new-blown rose,
Clearer than stainless heights of heaven serene:—
O Fortune, with that blessing crown my friend,
With that divine content, that golden ease
The pure in heart alone may comprehend:—
So bring my friend the olive-boughs of peace!
With that divine content, that golden ease
The pure in heart alone may comprehend:—
So bring my friend the olive-boughs of peace!
| The heavenly guest with other unpublished writings | |