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Friendship FRIENDSHIP. peculiar boon of heav'n, The noble mind's delight and pride, To men and angels only giv'n, To all the lower world denied. Thy gentle flows of guiltless joys On fools and villians ne'er descend; In vain for thee the tyrant sighs, And hugs a flatterer for a friend. Directress of the brave and just, O guide us through life's darksome way! And let the tortures of mistrust On selfish bosoms only prey. Nor shall thine ardors cease to glow, When souls to peaceful climes remove: What rais'd our virtue here below, Shall aid our happiness above. Samuel Johnson
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