FRIEND, dear as Memory's joys! of life that 's past A part, and part of better life to come, If life to come there be, in some dear home Beyond the rigid clouds that overcast Our sundered lives -- all that is mine thou hast; -- All thoughts, all sympathies; -- though far I roam From you -- by mountains, streams, or ocean's foam Divided long -- yet ever, first and last, Our love knows no division. In my soul And yours, we twin-born spirits of one blood, Still, as of old, are one. No sea can roll Between its league-long melancholy flood, No separate interests, loves, or pressing cares Disturb the mutual trust our being shares. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...UPON THE DEATH OF MY EVER CONSTANT FRIEND DOCTOR DONNE, DEAN OF PAUL'S by HENRY KING (1592-1669) IDLENESS by SILAS WEIR MITCHELL A CRADLE SONG by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS HIS RETIREMENT by PHILIP AYRES THE LITTLE ONES GREATNESS by JOSEPH BEAUMONT VISTAS OF LABOR: 1. THE STEAMSHIP STOKER by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON |