by Anonymous / Unidentified Author

Give me the depth of love that springs
Language: English 
Give me the depth of love that springs
  From friendship in misfortune grown,
As ivy to the ruin clings,
  When every other hope has flown.

Give me that fond confiding love --
  That naught but death itself can blight;
A flame that slander cannot move,
  But burns in darkness doubly bright.

About the headline (FAQ)

Confirmed with The Lady's Token: Gift of Friendship, ed. by Cotesworth Pinckney, Nashua N.H., J. Buffum, 1848, page 10.


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Researcher for this text: Mike Pearson

This text was added to the website: 2015-03-31
Line count: 8
Word count: 50