John Gay

(30 June 1685 – 4 December 1732 / Barnstaple, England)

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Fable L: The Hare and Many Friends


Friendship, as love, is but a name,
Save in a concentrated flame;
And thus, in friendships, who depend
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  • Kevin Straw (8/31/2012 10:41:00 AM)

    This seems a cynical attitude towards friendship, but it must be remembered that the hare was facing a terrible foe. How many Germans helped their friends out when the Gestapo came for them? (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh T A (8/31/2011 3:37:00 AM)

    All are friends! But who is real friend? It reminds me of a friend in need is a friend in deed! The poem of John Gay very well depicts this moral truth! (Report) Reply

  • Catrina Heart (8/31/2009 9:32:00 AM)

    WoW! ! ! Thanks PH has published John Gay's poems here....he did more to literature more like William Shakespeare. (Report) Reply

  • Archie Langford (8/31/2008 8:10:00 AM)

    in life one finds friends abound
    but none will save one from the hound
    rely on no one trust no one
    and it follows you wont get done a l (Report) Reply

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