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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=396232" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To A Youthful Friend</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Few years have pass'd since thou and I<br>Were firmest friends, at least in name,<br>And childhood's gay sincerity<br>Preserved our feelings long the same.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But now, like me, too well thou know'st<br>What trifles oft the heart recall; <br>And those who once have loved the most<br>Too soon forget they loved at all.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And such the change the heart displays,<br>So frail is early friendship's reign, <br>A month's brief lapse, perhaps a day's,<br>Will view thy mind estranged again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If so, it never shall be mine<br>To mourn the loss of such a heart; <br>The fault was Nature's fault, not thine<br>Which made thee fickle as thou art.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As rolls the ocean's changing tide,<br>So human feelings ebb and flow;<br>And who would in a breast confide<br>Where stormy passions ever glow?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It boots not that, together bred,<br>Our childish days were days of joy:<br>My spring of life has quickly fled;<br>Thou, too, hast ceased to be a boy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And when we bid adieu to youth, <br>Slaves to the specious world's control,<br>We sigh a long farewell to truth;<br>That world corrupts the noblest soul.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah, joyous season! when the mind<br>Dares all things boldly but to lie;<br>When thought ere spoke is unconfined,<br>And sparkles in the placid eye.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not so in Man's maturer years,<br>When Man himself is but a tool;<br>When interest sways our hopes and fears,<br>And all must love and hate by rule.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With fools in kindred vice the same,<br>We learn at length our faults to blend;<br>And those, and those alone, may claim<br>The prostituted name of friend.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Such is the common lot of man:<br>Can we then 'scape from folly free?<br>Can we reverse the general plan,<br>Nor be what all in turn must be?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No; for myself, so dark my fate <br>Through every turn of life hath been;<br>Man and the world so much I hate,<br>I care not when I quit the scene. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But thou, with spirit frail and light,<br>Wilt shine awhile, and pass away;<br>As glow-worms sparkle through the night,<br>But dare not stand the test of day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Alas! whenever folly calls<br>Where parasites and princes meet<br>(For cherish'd first in royal halls,<br>The welcome vices kindly greet),</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ev'n now thou'rt nightly seen to add<br>One insect to the fluttering crowd;<br>And still thy trifling heart is glad<br>To join the vain and court the proud.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There dost thou glide from fair to fair,<br>Still simpering on with eager haste,<br>As flies along the gay parterre<br>That taint the flowers they scarcely taste.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But say, what nymph will prize the flame<br>Which seems, as marshy vapours move,<br>To flit along from dame to dame,<br>An ignis&#8209;fatuus gleam of love?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What friend for thee, howe'er inclined,<br>Will deign to own a kindred care?<br>Who will debase his manly mind,<br>For friendship every fool may share?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In time forbear; amidst the throng<br>No more so base a thing be seen;<br>No more so idly pass along; <br>Be something, anything, but--mean.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Byron">Byron</a><div class=q>
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Were firmest friends, at least in name,
And childhood's gay sincerity
Preserved our feelings long the same.

But now, like me, too well thou know'st
What trifles oft the heart recall; 
And those who once have..."></div>
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