Friday Poetry: Love and Friendship

In her poem, Bronte rejects love which is like “the silly rose”. She seems to suggest that friendship, in times of suffering as in winter, will offer greater comfort.

Personally I think love and friendship are best when they go together. Without friendship, as in a true sharing of minds, hearts, laughter and suffering, love would lack substance or endurance. As Bronte says, it would be silly.

Love and Friendship

Love is like the wild rose-briar,
Friendship like the holly-tree
The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms
But which will bloom most constantly?
The wild rose-briar is sweet in spring,
Its summer blossoms scent the air;
Yet wait till winter comes again
And who will call the wild-briar fair?
Then scorn the silly rose-wreath now
And deck thee with the holly’s sheen,
That when December blights thy brow
He may still leave thy garland green.

Emily Bronte

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