Classic Poem

O'sacred friendship, Heaven's delight,
Which, tired with man's unequal mind,
Took to thy native skies thy flight,
While scarce thy shadow's left behind!
From thee, diffusive good below,
Peace and her train of joys we trace;
But falsehood, with dissembled show,
Too oft usurps thy sacred face.

Blessed genius, then resume thy seat!
Destroy imposture and deceit,
Which in thy dress confound the ball!
Harmonious peace and truth renew,
Show the false friendship from the true,
Or nature must to Chaos fall.