| Higginson and Bigelow, comps. American Sonnets. 1891. | | | | A Friendship | | By Sophie Jewett (“Ellen Burroughs”) (1861–1909) |
| | | SMALL fellowship of daily commonplace | |
| We hold together, dear, constrained to go | |
| Diverging ways. Yet day by day I know | |
| My life is sweeter for thy life’s sweet grace; | |
| And if we meet but for a moment’s space, | 5 |
| Thy touch, thy word, sets all the world aglow. | |
| Faith soars serener, haunting doubts shrink low, | |
| Abashed before the sunshine of thy face. | |
| Nor press of crowd, nor waste of distance serves | |
| To part us. Every hush of evening brings | 10 |
| Some hint of thee, true-hearted friend of mine; | |
| And as the farther planet thrills and swerves | |
| When towards it through the darkness Saturn swings, | |
| Even so my spirit feels the spell of thine. | | | | |
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