Mary Barber - On Imagining A Friend Had Treated The Author With Indifference.

Mary Barber - On Imagining A Friend Had Treated The Author With Indifference.

Go, Jealousy, Tormentress dire; br On Lovers only seize: br In Love, like Winds, you fan the Fire, br And make it higher blaze. br br But Friendship's calmer, purer Joy br Thou dost not heighten, but destroy.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-10

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