Classic Poem

She came, fair Friendship came, with aspect bland,
A verdant wreath around her tresses twin'd,
O'er her cold breast, that scorn'd love's flaming brand,
An azure zone the spotless robe confin'd.

Her modest eyes with temper'd radiance shone;
Her voice was music to attention's ear;
She seem'd appointed from the heavenly throne,
As guardian angel to protect me here .

" Arise, ill-fated nymph, " she mildly said;
" Subdue emotions that unnerve thy heart;
Let not perfidious love thy peace invade,
Or wound thee with a keen impoison'd dart.

Thy soul, from his inglorious bondage free,
And share sublime, celestial bliss with me . "