Treasure Island

Mary Anne Browne

(1812-1844 / England)

Friendship and Love


Friendship's like the moon,
All our sorrows lightening
But Love is as the sun,
Burning while 'tis brightening.

Love will not allow
Another friend beside us ; -
But Friendship serves to show
Other stars to guide us.

Friendship's moon-beam fair,
If Misfortune sear us,
Still is smiling there,
Calmly resting near us.

But if the slightest cloud
Should pass before Love's day,
He'll suddenly enshroud
And steal himself away.

Love is like a flower,
Delicate and bright,
But faded in an hour,
Vanish'd ere the night.

But Friendship, like the tree
Always green before us,
Tho' not so gay as Love may be,
Still spreads its shelter o'er us.

Submitted: Saturday, October 16, 2010

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