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Famous Short Friend Poems. Short Friend Poetry by Famous Poets

Famous Short Friend Poems. Short Friend Poetry by Famous Poets. A collection of the all-time best Friend short poems

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by Matsuo Basho

The morning glory also

 The morning glory also
turns out
 not to be my friend.


by Emily Dickinson

Nature assigns the Sun --

 Nature assigns the Sun --
That -- is Astronomy --
Nature cannot enact a Friend --
That -- is Astrology.


by Emily Dickinson

My Seasons furthest Flower --

 My Season's furthest Flower --
I tenderer commend
Because I found Her Kinsmanless,
A Grace without a Friend.


by Emily Dickinson

Candor -- my tepid friend --

 Candor -- my tepid friend --
Come not to play with me --
The Myrrhs, and Mochas, of the Mind
Are its iniquity --


by Stephen Crane

You say you are holy

 You say you are holy,
And that
Because I have not seen you sin.
Aye, but there are those
Who see you sin, my friend.


by Friedrich von Schiller

Friend And Foe

 Dearly I love a friend; yet a foe I may turn to my profit;
Friends show me that which I can; foes teach me that which I should.


by Friedrich von Schiller

The Best State

 "How can I know the best state?"
In the way that thou know'st the best woman;
Namely, my friend, that the world ever is silent of both.


by William Strode

A Purse-String

 We hugg, imprison, hang, and save,
This foe, this friend, our Lord, our slave.


While thus I hang, you threatned see
The fate of him that stealeth mee.


by Emily Dickinson

My friend must be a Bird

 My friend must be a Bird --
Because it flies!
Mortal, my friend must be,
Because it dies!
Barbs has it, like a Bee!
Ah, curious friend!
Thou puzzlest me!


by Wang Wei

Lament For Meng Hao-Jan

 I can never see my old friend again—
The river Han still streams to the east
I might question some old man of his place—
River and hills—empty is Tsaichou.


by Edna St Vincent Millay

Midnight Oil

 Cut if you will, with Sleep's dull knife,
Each day to half its length, my friend,--
The years that Time take off my life,
He'll take from off the other end!


by Robert Southey

Birth-Day Ode 01

 O my faithful Friend!
O early chosen, ever found the same,
And trusted and beloved! once more the verse
Long destin'd, always obvious to thine ear,
Attend indulgent.


by Stevie Smith

The Pleasures Of Friendship

 The pleasures of friendship are exquisite,
How pleasant to go to a friend on a visit!
I go to my friend, we walk on the grass,
And the hours and moments like minutes pass.


by Emily Dickinson

The Butterflys Assumption Gown

 The Butterfly's Assumption Gown
In Chrysoprase Apartments hung
This afternoon put on --

How condescending to descend
And be of Buttercups the friend
In a New England Town --


by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

THE WAY TO BEHAVE.

 THOUGH tempers are bad and peevish folks swear,
Remember to ruffle thy brows, friend, ne'er;
And let not the fancies of women so fair
E'er serve thy pleasure in life to impair.

 1815.*


by Richard Crashaw

Divine Epigrams: To our Lord upon the Water Made Wine

 Thou water turn'st to wine, fair friend of life,
Thy foe, to cross the sweet arts of thy reign,
Distills from thence the tears of wrath and strife,
And so turns wine to water back again.


by Emily Dickinson

Without a smile -- Without a Throe

 Without a smile -- Without a Throe
A Summer's soft Assemblies go
To their entrancing end
Unknown -- for all the times we met --
Estranged, however intimate --
What a dissembling Friend --


by Ezra Pound

Meditatio

 When I carefully consider the curious habits of dogs
I am compelled to conclude
That man is the superior animal.

When I consider the curious habits of man
I confess, my friend, I am puzzled.


by James Joyce

Because Your Voice Was at My Side

 Because your voice was at my side 
I gave him pain, 
Because within my hand I held 
Your hand again. 

There is no word nor any sign 
Can make amend -- - 
He is a stranger to me now 
Who was my friend.


by Emily Dickinson

My friend attacks my friend!

 My friend attacks my friend!
Oh Battle picturesque!
Then I turn Soldier too,
And he turns Satirist!
How martial is this place!
Had I a mighty gun
I think I'd shoot the human race
And then to glory run!


by Emily Dickinson

The Blunder is in estimate.

 The Blunder is in estimate.
Eternity is there
We say, as of a Station --
Meanwhile he is so near

He joins me in my Ramble --
Divides abode with me --
No Friend have I that so persists
As this Eternity.


by Robert Burns

125. Lines to Mr. John Kennedy

 FAREWELL, dear friend! may guid luck hit you,
And ’mang her favourites admit you:
If e’er Detraction shore to smit you,
 May nane believe him,
And ony deil that thinks to get you,
 Good Lord, deceive him


by Edna St Vincent Millay

Midnight Oil

 Edna St. Vincent Millay - Midnight Oil 

Cut if you will, with Sleep's dull knife,
Each day to half its length, my friend,—
The years that Time take off my life,
He'll take from off the other end!


by Emily Dickinson

The Days that we can spare

 The Days that we can spare
Are those a Function die
Or Friend or Nature -- stranded then
In our Economy

Our Estimates a Scheme --
Our Ultimates a Sham --
We let go all of Time without
Arithmetic of him --


by Emily Dickinson

The Devil -- had he fidelity

 The Devil -- had he fidelity
Would be the best friend --
Because he has ability --
But Devils cannot mend --
Perfidy is the virtue
That would but he resign
The Devil -- without question
Were thoroughly divine


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