Love In The Guise Of Friendship . Robert Burns |
Talk not of love, it gives me pain, For love has been my foe; He bound me in an iron chain, And plung'd me deep in woe. plunged But friendship's pure and lasting joys, My heart was form'd to prove; form There, welcome win and wear the prize, But never talk of love. Your friendship much can make me blest, O why that bliss destroy? Why urge the only, one request You know I will deny? Your thought, if Love must harbour there, harbor Conceal it in that thought; Nor cause me from my bosom tear The very friend I sought. |