A Timeless Friend

Cheer up my friend, why doth thou sulk,
These hours of dullness wilt come to pass,
Fret not, for thy vexed soul may find
That longed-for respite at last.

If, in the multitude, thyself find alone,
And if thou should long for a company,
I shall be there to hold thy hand
I promise, I'll be thy friend for eternity.