Within this false world we may count ourselves blest,
If we have but one friend who is faithful and true;
And so in your friendship contented I'll rest,
And believe I have found that one blessing in you.

(C) Freeman Edwin Miller
03/11/2020


Best Poems of Freeman Edwin Miller

• Envoy
• Away, Away, From The Sultry Ways
• Reconciled
• Singer And Song
• Years That Are To Be
• Love, Thou Gayest Fancy-weaver
• Stanzas
• My Mollie, O!
• If Love Were King
• Quaff The Glass, The Wine Is Red
• Nature Has A Thousand Choirs
• Spinsterhood
• He Sleeps At Last
• Sing Me The Old Songs, Mother
• The Workingman
• Dear Songs Of My Country!
• When Thou Art Near
• Make The Most Of This Life
• Spring And Music
• The Songs That Mother Used To Sing
• The Farmer