text:  "One sweet thought still has power o'er me In this my heart's great need; 'Tis that I ne'er was false to thee Dear friend in word or deed: I own that nobler virtues fill Thy heart love only mine; Yet why are all thy looks so chill Till they on others shine? "Oh! long-loved friend I marvel much Thy heart is so severe That it will yield not to the touch Of love and sorrow's tear