The poem
Poet of Nature, thou hast wept to know That things depart which never may return: Childhood and youth, friendship and love's first glow, Have fled like sweet dreams, leaving thee to mourn. These common woes I feel. One loss is mine Which thou too feel'st, yet I alone deplore. Thou wert as a lone star, whose light did shine On some frail bark in winter's midnight roar: Thou hast like to a rock-built refuge stood Above the blind and battling multitude: In honored poverty thy voice did weave Songs consecrate to truth and liberty,-- Deserting these, thou leavest me to grieve, Thus having been, that thou shouldst cease to be.
A real touchy sonnet on friendship. Review in a week be posted.
this has an unusual form. it is an english sonnet, but instead of following the traditional ababcdcdefefgg it is mixed up a bit and is ababcdcdeefgfg with the couplet after the second quatrain. it does consist of three quatrains which are recognized when the poem shifts a bit and is followed by a couplet. this poem also has iambic pentrameter.