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Hence authors of illustrious name :
Are sadly prone to quarrel,
And pluck each other's laurel.
A man renown'd for repartee
With Friendship’s finest feeling,
in jest, By way of balm for healing.
Whoever keeps an open ear
The trumpet of Contention:
And rush into dissension.
A friendship that in frequent fits
The thought of conflagration.
Some fickle creatures boast a soul
Their humour yet so various
Their love is so precarious..
The great and small but rarely meet
Plebeians must surrender
Obscurity with splendour.
Some are so placid and serene
They sleep secure from waking;
Unmoved and without quaking.
Courtier and patriot cannot mix
Without an effervescence,
A friendly coalescence.
Religion should extinguish strife,
But friends that chance to differ
No combatants are stiffer.
To prove at last my main intent
No cutting and contriving-
Sometimes the fault is all our own, Some blemish in due time made known
By trespass or omission; Sometimes occasion brings to light Our friend's defect long hid from sight,
And even from suspicion.
Then judge yourself, and prove your man As circumspectly as you can,
And, having made election, Beware no negligence of yours, Such as a friend but ill endures,
Enfeeble his affection.
That secrets are a sacred trust,
That constancy befits them
And all the world admits them.
But 'tis not timber, lead, and stone,
To finish a fine building;
The carving and the gilding.
The man that hails you Tom or Jack, And proves by thumps upon your back
How he esteems your merit, ls such a friend, that one had need Be very much his friend indeed,
To pardon or to bear it.
As similarity of mind,
First fixes our attention;
Must save it from declension.
Some act upon this prudent plan,
Safe policy, but hateful-
Unpleasant and ungrateful.
The man I trust, if shy to me,
No subterfuge or pleading
A spy on my proceeding.
These samples—for alas! at last
Of evils yet unmention’d-
However well, intention’d.
Pursue the search and you will find Good sense and knowledge of mankind
To be at least expedient, And after summing all the rest, Religion ruling in the breast
A principal ingredient.
The noblest friendship ever shown
Though some have turn’d and turn'd it;
Have not, it seems, discern'd it.
To mortify and grieve me,
Or may my friend deceive me!
ODE TO PEACE. Come, peace of mind, delightful guest! Return and make thy downy nest
Once more in this sad heart:
We therefore need not part.
And pleasure's fatal wiles ?
The banquet of thy smiles ?
And wilt thou quit the stream That murmurs through the dewy mead, The grove, and the sequester'd shed,
To be a guest with them?