Mary Barber

Here you will find the Short Poem On Imagining A Friend Had Treated The Author With Indifference. of poet Mary Barber

On Imagining A Friend Had Treated The Author With Indifference.

Go, Jealousy, Tormentress dire;
On Lovers only seize:
In Love, like Winds, you fan the Fire,
And make it higher blaze.

But Friendship's calmer, purer Joy
Thou dost not heighten, but destroy.