Sonnet 32: To The Departing Spirit Of An Alienated Friend (continued)

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Title:     Sonnet 32: To The Departing Spirit Of An Alienated Friend (continued)
Author: Anna Seward [More Titles by Seward]

SUBJECT OF THE PRECEDING SONNET CONTINUED.

Behold him now his genuine colours wear,
That specious False-One, by whose cruel wiles
I lost thy amity; saw thy dear smiles
Eclips'd; those smiles, that us'd my heart to cheer,
Wak'd by thy grateful sense of many a year
When rose thy youth, by Friendship's pleasing toils
Cultur'd;--but DYING!--O! for ever fade
The angry fires.--Each thought, that might upbraid
Thy broken faith, which yet my soul deplores,
Now as eternally is past and gone
As are the interesting, the happy hours,
Days, years, we shar'd together. They are flown!
Yet long must I lament thy hapless doom,
Thy lavish'd life and early-hasten'd tomb.

[The end]
Anna Seward's poem: Sonnet 32: To The Departing Spirit Of An Alienated Friend (continued)

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