On
imagining
a
Friend
had
treated
the
Author
with
Indifference
.
Go
,
Jealousy
,
Tormentress
dire
;
On
Lovers
only
seize
:
In
Love
,
like
Winds
,
you
fan
the
Fire
,
And
make
it
higher
blaze
.
But
Friendship's
calmer
,
purer
Joy
Thou
dost
not
heighten
,
but
destroy
.