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On Friendship.

Friendship (the great pursuit of noble Minds)
Passion in abstract, void of all designs;
Each generous Pen, doth celebrate thy Fame,
And yet I doubt, thou'rt nothing but a Name.
Some pregnant Fancy, in a raptur'd height,
Produc'd this mighty notional Delight.
The Muses virtuosal Chymistry,
To turn all Fortunes to Felicity;
'Tis fancy'd well, and this I dare ingage,
Were all Men Friends, 'twould be the golden Age;
But tell me where, this Extract may be found,
And what Ingredients make the Rich Compound;
Or in what Soul, is true kindly heat,
That can this great Experiment compleat.
Sometimes a fond good Nature lights upon
A soft and civil Temper like its own;
Strait they resolve to be those happy things,
Which when combin'd, pity contending Kings:

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Yet e'er they reach these sublimated Joys,
They'r poorly lost, in Treachery or Toys.
The mighty Notions of the exalted State,
Sink to a vulgar Commerce, or Debate:
Sure, like the Chymick Stone, it was design'd,
But to imploy the curious searching Mind,
In the pursuit of what, none e'er shall find;
Their Quality's I'm sure do prove all one,
Who trusts too much to either is undone.