| Hunt and Lee, comps. The Book of the Sonnet. 1867. | | | | II. Sonnet to a Friend | | By Hartley Coleridge (1796–1849) |
| | | WE parted on the mountains, as two streams | |
| From one clear spring pursue their several ways; | |
| And thy fleet course hath been through many a maze | |
| In foreign lands, where silvery Padus gleams | |
| To that delicious sky, whose glowing beams | 5 |
| Brightened the tresses that old poets praise; | |
| Where Petrarch’s patient love and artful lays, | |
| And Ariosto’s song of many themes, | |
| Moved the soft air. But I, a lazy brook, | |
| As close pent up within my native dell, | 10 |
| Have crept along from nook to shady nook, | |
| Where flow’rets blow, and whispering Naiads dwell. | |
| Yet now we meet, that parted were so wide, | |
| O’er rough and smooth to travel side by side. | | | | |
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