10. With fools in kindred vice the same, The prostituted name of friend. 11. Such is the common lot of man: Can we reverse the general plan, Nor be what all in turn must be? 12. No, for myself, so dark my fate Man and the world I so much hate, 13. But thou, with spirit frail and light, 18. What friend for thee, howe'er inclined, For friendship every fool may share? 19. In time forbear; amidst the throng Be something, any thing, but-mean. TO * 1. WELL! thou art happy, and I feel 1 6. I deem'd that time, I deem'd that pride Had quench'd at length my boyish flame; Nor knew, till seated by thy side, My heart in all, save hope, the same. 7. Yet was I calm: I knew the time My breast would thrill before thy look; But now to tremble were a crimeWe met, and not a nerve was shook. 8. I saw thee gaze upon my face, Yet meet with no confusion there: One only feeling could'st thou trace; The sullen calmness of despair. g. Away! away! my early dream Remembrance never must awake: Oh! where is Lethe's fabled stream? My foolish heart be still, or break. |