Let my hand,
This hand, lie in your own--my own true friend;
Aprile! Hand-in-hand with you, Aprile!

Let my hand,
This hand, lie in your own--my own true friend;
Aprile! Hand-in-hand with you, Aprile!

'Twas sung, how they were lovely in their lives,
And in their deaths had not divided been.

'Twas sung, how they were lovely in their lives,
And in their deaths had not divided been.

If you have one true friend you have more than your share.

If you have one true friend you have more than your share.

One measure of friendship consists not in the number of things friends can discuss, but in the number of things read more

One measure of friendship consists not in the number of things friends can discuss, but in the number of things they need no longer mention.

Friendship is like a glass ornament, once it is broken it can rarely be put back together exactly the same read more

Friendship is like a glass ornament, once it is broken it can rarely be put back together exactly the same way.

No one is a friend to his friend who does not love in return.

No one is a friend to his friend who does not love in return.

Friends I have made, whom Envy must commend,
But not one foe whom I would wish a friend.

Friends I have made, whom Envy must commend,
But not one foe whom I would wish a friend.

Sweet is the memory of distant friends! Like the mellow rays of the departing sun, it falls tenderly, yet sadly, read more

Sweet is the memory of distant friends! Like the mellow rays of the departing sun, it falls tenderly, yet sadly, on the heart.

Greatly his foes he dreads, but more his friends,
He hurts me most who lavishly commends.

Greatly his foes he dreads, but more his friends,
He hurts me most who lavishly commends.