Poems (Nealds)/To Sarah J———
TO SARAH J———.
My Sarah, when away from thee My wand'ring steps are doom'd to stray,Say wilt thou ever think of me Who love thee still though far away?
I know not by what secret chain My willing heart was drawn to thee;It seem'd as though some prior claim Entitled thee to love from me.
Surely, dear girl, we were design'd In friendship's bands enthrall'd to be;Our hearts by sympathy are join'd; Our feelings, thoughts, and words agree.
Then let me clasp thee to my breast, My love for thee shall never end;Oh! I shall feel supremely blest, To find in thee a faithful friend.