Poem by Charlotte Turner Smith

On the Aphorism

'L'Amitié est l'Amour sans ailes.'

FRIENDSHIP, as some sage poet sings,
Is chasten'd Love, depriv'd of wings,
Without all wish or power to wander;
Less volatile, but not less tender:
Yet says the proverbs­'Sly and slow
'Love creeps, even where he cannot go;'
To clip his pinions then is vain,
His old propensities remain;

And she, who years beyond fifteen,
Has counted twenty, may have seen
How rarely unplum'd Love will stay;
He flies not­but he coolly walks away. 

1. Sonnet Written in the Churchyard at Middleton in Sussex
2. Sonnet 32. To Melancholy. Written on the Banks of the Arun, October, 1785
3. Sonnet 26. To the River Arun
4. Sonnet 55. The Return of the Nightingale. Written in May, 1791
5. Sonnet 15. From Petrarch (WHERE the green leaves exclude the summer beam)

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