Two friends, two bodies with one soul inspired.
—Pope.
Thy lips are bland,
And bright the friendship of thine eye;
And in my thoughts with scarce a sigh,
I take the pressure of thine hand.
—Tennyson.
Two friends, two bodies with one soul inspired.
—Pope.
Thy lips are bland,
And bright the friendship of thine eye;
And in my thoughts with scarce a sigh,
I take the pressure of thine hand.
—Tennyson.