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If you have a friend worth loving,
Love him. Yes, and let him know
That you love him, ere life's evening
Tinge his brow with sunset glow;
Why should good words ne'er be said
Of a friend till he is dead?
--_Unknown_.
Old books, old wine, old Nankin blue,
All things, in short, to which belong
The charm, the grace that Time makes strong--
All these I prize, but (_entre nous_)
Old friends are best!
--_Austin Dobson_.
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I never crossed your threshold with a grief
But that I went without it, never came
Heart hungry but you fed me,
And gave the sorrow solace and relief.
I never left you but I took away
The love that drew me to your side again,
Through the wide door that never could remain
Quite closed between us for a little day.
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If you would be loved as a companion, avoid unnecessary criticism.
--_Sir Arthur Helps_.
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If you have friends in adversity, stand by them.
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