HERE once engaged the stranger's view Young Friendship's record simply traced; Few were her words, -- but yet, though few, Resentment's hand the line defaced. Deeply she cut -- but not erased, The characters were still so plain, That Friendship once return'd and gazed, -- Till Memory hail'd the words again. Repentance placed them as before, Forgiveness join'd her gentle name; So fair the inscription seem'd once more, That Friendship thought it still the same. Thus might the Record now have been; But, ah, in spite of Hope's endeavour Or Friendship's tears, Pride rush'd between, And blotted out the line for ever. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE TUFT OF FLOWERS by ROBERT FROST MOTHER'S WORLD by MARGARET H. ALDEN SYMPHONY OF THE SOIL by EVA K. ANGLESBURG EDITHA by MATILDA BARBARA BETHAM-EDWARDS THE BLUNDER by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE THE DEPARTURE OF PIERROTT by WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE |