COMPANION! by whose buoyant Spirit cheered, In whose experience trusting, day by day Treasures I gained with zeal that neither feared The toils nor felt the crosses of the way, These records take, and happy should I be Were but the Gift a meet Return to thee For kindnesses that never ceased to flow, And prompt self-sacrifice to which I owe Far more than any heart but mine can know. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 23 by OMAR KHAYYAM PROMISES LIKE A PIE-CRUST by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI TO FOREIGN LANDS by WALT WHITMAN QUATORZAINS: 4. TO SOUND by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES PSALM 137: EXILE by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |