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FRIENDSHIP AND LOVE.

I

I hate the man whose soul contemns
The smile of social bliss:
I loathe that wretch whose heart condemns
The lover's glowing kiss!

II

For friendship weaves those lasting ties,
Which none can e'er unbind,
And like the faithful ivy lies,
Around the heart entwin'd.

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III

These fetter'd ties, e'en Time's keen blast
Doth seldom rend in twain,
And if it does, the cloud when past,
Brings heav'n to view again.

IV

But woman's soft, enchanting smile,
With man's ne'er thus can meet:
His lonely hours ne'er thus beguile,
Ne'er thus his pleasures greet.

V

No! woman's smile creates a flow
Of rapture from above,
Which melts into life's sweetest glow,
Then ripens into love!