My father, friend, and thine are one, But guardian angel am I none Nor evil star of men. Of those I love I never know Which way their footsteps chance to go On life's grief-flooded fen. I am nor god nor evil spright; I am thy brother, for aright that name thy spirit gave. Where e'er thou goest I shall be; Till death, friend, I will follow thee And then sit by thy grave. Thy heart's my heaven-granted trust. Come thou to me without mistrust In sorrow laden mood. Behind thee I will ever stand But never can I touch thy hand: Friend, I am Solitude. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE VALLEY BROOK by JOHN HOWARD BRYANT THE TRAGEDY OF VALENTINIAN: SPRING by JOHN FLETCHER VERSES WRITTEN IN AN ALCOVE by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD BROADWAY by WILLIAM ROSE BENET TO MRS. ANN FLAXMAN by WILLIAM BLAKE AUTUMN LEAVES by PEARL B. BLOSS LES BARICADES MISTERIEUSES (AFTER FRANCOIS COUPERIN) by GORDON BOTTOMLEY |