For Auld Lang Syne by Ray Woodward
page 67 of 92 (72%)
page 67 of 92 (72%)
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Prepared for martyrdom, and strong to prove
A thousand ways the force of genuine love. --_Cowper_. A faithful friend is the true image of the Deity. --_Napoleon_. * * * * * As I love nature, as I love singing birds, and gleaming stubble, and flowing rivers, and morning, and evening, and summer, and winter, I love thee, my friend. --_Thoreau_. * * * * * A poet might sing you his sweetest of songs, But this must the poet have known: Of the heart whose love to you only belongs, Whose strength would be spent to save you from wrongs Of a soul knit to yours with the mightiest thongs, And sing them for you alone! An artist might paint you a picture fair; That would equal the greatest known; But the heart of a friend, to do and to dare, To save you from sorrow, and trial, and care, |
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