Poems (Pizey)/Friendship
For works with similar titles, see Friendship.
FRIENDSHIP
When the heart's oppress'd by grief,
It seeks in vain to find relief
In Pleasure's maddening throng:
It seeks in vain to find relief
In Pleasure's maddening throng:
Though for awhile it may afford
Some little respite, yet the load
Returns with double weight.
Some little respite, yet the load
Returns with double weight.
But in a friendly faithful breast
It finds the haven of its rest,
And smiles in silent peace.
It finds the haven of its rest,
And smiles in silent peace.
Although the wound resist a cure,
'Tis lull'd by friendship's balsam pure,
And rests in calm repose:
'Tis lull'd by friendship's balsam pure,
And rests in calm repose:
Though sorrow manifold we see,
Yet wretched we can never be,
If heaven bestows a friend.
Yet wretched we can never be,
If heaven bestows a friend.