Poems (Brown)/Lines to a Beloved Friend
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LINES TO A BELOVED FRIEND.
Sister, with thy mild blue eye,
Thy forehead fair, and ruby cheek,
Come hither, to my spirit's side,
And listen while I speak.
You and I were young together,
And we loved so tenderly;
You and I have played together,—
Ah! so gay and happily.
I am often thinking of thee,—
How we wandered side by side;
But, alas! Time's happy hours
Roll away with rapid tide.
I have shared thy childhood visions,
I have shared thy joy and pain,
I have loved and blessed thy presence:
May I meet with thee again.
Dearest sister, wilt thou always
Keep my memory pure and free;
And if far from thee I wander,
Wilt thou still remember me?
Thy forehead fair, and ruby cheek,
Come hither, to my spirit's side,
And listen while I speak.
You and I were young together,
And we loved so tenderly;
You and I have played together,—
Ah! so gay and happily.
I am often thinking of thee,—
How we wandered side by side;
But, alas! Time's happy hours
Roll away with rapid tide.
I have shared thy childhood visions,
I have shared thy joy and pain,
I have loved and blessed thy presence:
May I meet with thee again.
Dearest sister, wilt thou always
Keep my memory pure and free;
And if far from thee I wander,
Wilt thou still remember me?