Time And Friendship

UNFELT , unseen, time steals away, So softly with our years, The dewy gem of op'ning day Not swifter disappears. In childhood's thoughtless, laughing hour; He gaily passes by, Like wild bees o'er the mountain flower, That plunder as they fly. Our budding joys, as if in scorn, He blasts with envious care, And bids remembrance leave her thorn To tell they blossom'd there; Whilst e'en to beauty's fond alarms He plays a traitor's part, And mocks the smile, whose magic charms Had thought to win his heart. Yet by the ruthless wand'rer's side One lonely fair-one stays, To all his steps the faithful guide, In sad or prosp'rous days. Where'er his hidden dart he throws To pierce th' unguarded breast, Her gentle hand the balm bestows To lull its pangs to rest. And when the wearied wing of time Eternity shall close, Friendship shall seek her native clime In Heaven to repose.