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Poems
and Essays
by
Joseph Howe
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FRIENDSHIP’S
GARDEN.
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’Twas
on a lovely summer day
Folly, Philosophy, and Reason,
To Friendship’s Garden took their way,
Where fruits and flowers
were in season.
All that the nicest taste could please,
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All
that the eye could fancy fair,
Was hanging on the bending Trees,
Or sprung in rich profusion
there. [Page 146]
Philosophy, with cautious eye,
Could neither fancy fruit
or flower—
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In
all the last, he thorns would spy,
And all the first, he fear’d
were sour.
And Folly rambled on the while,
Each gaudy flow’ret
heedless choosing;
Plucking each fruit that seem’d to smile,
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Unconscious
she her time was losing.
But gentle Reason smiling went
And chose the flowers that
grew retired;
Whose leaves a pleasing perfume lent,
To heighten what their charms
inspired.
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When Friendship mark’d them onward straying,
Her arm round Reason’s
neck she threw,
And press’d her to her bosom, saying
My bowers are only meant
for you. [Page 147]
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