I have loved my friends as I do virtue, my soul, my God.

I have loved my friends as I do virtue, my soul, my God.

To have a great man for an intimate friend seems pleasant to those who have never tried it; those who read more

To have a great man for an intimate friend seems pleasant to those who have never tried it; those who have, fear it.

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!

Don't walk in front of me, I may not follow.
Don't walk behind me, I may not lead.
Just walk read more

Don't walk in front of me, I may not follow.
Don't walk behind me, I may not lead.
Just walk beside me and be my friend.

There is no treasure the which may be compared unto a faithful
friend;
Gold some decayeth, and worldly read more

There is no treasure the which may be compared unto a faithful
friend;
Gold some decayeth, and worldly wealth consumeth, and wasteth in
the winde;
But love once planted in a perfect and pure minde indureth weale
and woe;
The frownes of fortune, come they never so unkinde, cannot the
same overthrowe.
- edited by John Payne Collier,

Plunderous is the palate I gift to you, openly I hug the universe of our friendship expanding its outer limit.

Plunderous is the palate I gift to you, openly I hug the universe of our friendship expanding its outer limit.

Be careful the environment you choose for it will shape you; be careful the friends you choose for you will read more

Be careful the environment you choose for it will shape you; be careful the friends you choose for you will become like them.

Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, which did eat
of my bread, hath lifted up his read more

Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, which did eat
of my bread, hath lifted up his heel against me.

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.