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<p>Twould be indeed a miserable joy<lb/> | |||
'' | To wander thro' the world, & every where<lb/> | ||
To find, or to create a friend, if when<lb/> | |||
The moment that must separate arrives<lb/> | |||
We must say Fare thee well for ever! – Words<lb/> | |||
Have not a sharper edge than when they <del><gap/></del> <add>speak</add><lb/> | |||
Of everlasting exile: – O not so<lb/> | |||
Be my <unclear>Adonis</unclear>! – I bear about <add>O not so</add> my friends<lb/> | |||
In the safe keeping of a faithful heart<lb/> | |||
They go with me where'er I go – they live<lb/> | |||
In my existence – their home is my heart!<lb/> | |||
And these I <unclear>lend</unclear> them when I seek <unclear>theirs</unclear> <unclear>then.</unclear><lb/> | |||
Think not I hold no converse with my friends<lb/> | |||
But when I hear those voices! They have left<lb/> | |||
Their representatives in my inner Soul:<lb/> | |||
And youthful ones that know the sacred truth<lb/> | |||
Committed to them.</p> | |||
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Twould be indeed a miserable joy
To wander thro' the world, & every where
To find, or to create a friend, if when
The moment that must separate arrives
We must say Fare thee well for ever! – Words
Have not a sharper edge than when they speak
Of everlasting exile: – O not so
Be my Adonis! – I bear about O not so my friends
In the safe keeping of a faithful heart
They go with me where'er I go – they live
In my existence – their home is my heart!
And these I lend them when I seek theirs then.
Think not I hold no converse with my friends
But when I hear those voices! They have left
Their representatives in my inner Soul:
And youthful ones that know the sacred truth
Committed to them.
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