DEAR Friend, so much admired, so oft desired, 'Tis true that now I wish to be away. You are not tiresome, no! but I am tired. Allow to servant brain and nerves full play In their electric function, yea and nay; Faith and affection do not shift their ground, Howe'er the vital currents ebb and flow; To feel most free because most firmly bound Is Friendship's privilege: so now I go To rest awhile the mystic nerves and brain, To walk apart, -and long for you again. I'LL make it part of my life's plan To quarrel with no honest man; And for no earthly bribe pretend To take the other sort for friend. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EROS by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES TO THE MEMORY OF MR. OLDHAM by JOHN DRYDEN I HEAR AMERICA SINGING by WALT WHITMAN THE VETERAN by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN AN AMULET by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON ADDRESS INTENDED TO BE RECITED AT THE CALEDONIA MEETING by GEORGE GORDON BYRON |