Alas! they had been friends in youth
But whispering secrets can poison truth;
And constancy live in the realms above;
And life is thorny; and youth is in vain;
And to be worth with one we love,
Doth work like madness in the brain
. . .
Each spark words of high distain
And insult his heart's best brother:
They parted-never to meet again
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