Eos: An Epic of the Dawn, and Other Poems

By Nicholas Flood Davin


 

FRIENDSHIP.


 

Sweet is the moon above old English trees,
        And sweet her light on dewy velvet lawns,
        And sweet her pallid shade in purple dawns,
And passing sweet her sheen on languid seas.
O’er sleeping kine on broad-extending leas,
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        Dispersèd o’er the darkling green like pawns,
        Her light is sweet, and sweet when deep down yawns
The abyss, or whitens far wide prairies.

So friendship whereso’er we go is sweet;
        Whate’er of loss or triumph we may share;
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        Whatever we endure, or do, or dare;
Nor can fate all be dark, if round our feet
        Its rays are shed; however ’mersed in care,
Beauty and Peace amid life’s shadows meet. [Page 125]