Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, FRIENDS, by JOSEPH BEAUMONT

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FRIENDS, by            
First Line: Thy friends! Nay spare the plural there
Last Line: Would thee to breach of friendships wedlock woo.
Subject(s): Friendship

THY Friends! Nay spare the plural there;
Such things as Friends are singular:
Thou of thy Phoenixes as well
Mayst tell
Thy tale, & be belev'd as soon
That thou hast many of what scarce is one.


Shines thy Sun fair? that gorgeous light
To shew a Freind is too too bright:
The day with gloomy shades opprest
Will best
Discover Him, whose Worth by none
But its own glorious rays is seen alone.


Alas thy fawning Courtiers be
Friends of thy Fortune, not of Thee:
Let her but frown, & they will do
So too.
Be warey then, & just as farr
Rely on Them, as Thou canst trust to Her.


But hast thou met a faithfull Heart?
In spight of Fortune blest thou art.
Write others down Acquaintance, but yet
Sole him into thy Friends dear Roll;
Them in thine arms imbrace, Him in thy Soule.


For who is thy souls Spouse but He?
O then with him contented be.
Let chastity thy love commend
And lend
No ear to wanton Syrens, who
Would thee to breach of Friendships wedlock woo.

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