| James and Mary Ford, eds. Every Day in the Year. 1902. | | | | December 18 | | To Samuel Rogers, Esq. | | By Lord Byron (17881824) |
| | (Died December 18, 1855) ABSENT or present, still to thee, | |
| My friend, what magic spells belong! | |
| As all can tell, who share, like me, | |
| In turn thy converse, and thy song. | |
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| But when the dreaded hour shall come, | 5 |
| By Friendship ever deemd too nigh, | |
| And Memory oer her Druids tomb | |
| Shall weep that aught of thee can die, | |
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| How fondly will she then repay | |
| Thy homage offerd at her shrine, | 10 |
| And blend, while ages roll away, | |
| Her name immortally with thine! | | | | |
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