Your friendship much can make me blest, O why that bliss destroy! Why urge the only, one request You know I will deny! Your thought, if Love must harbour there, Conceal it in that thought; Nor cause me from my bosom tear The very friend I sought. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FAIRIES by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM THE GREEN MOUNTAIN BOYS [MAY 9, 1775] by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT FOUR-LEAF CLOVER by ELLA (RHOADS) HIGGINSON AULD ROBIN GRAY by ANNE LINDSAY SONNET: 27 by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL |