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Will thrust a dagger at your breast,
By way of balm for healing,
Whoever keeps an open ear 3.
The trumpet of contention;
And rush into dissension, wi?
A friendship, that in frequent fits.
The sparks of disputation, ?: **
The thought of conflagration, ici
Some fickle creatures boast a soul
Their humour yet so various
Their love is so precarious.
The great and small but rarely meet."
Some are so placid and serene
They sleep secure from waking;
Unmoved and without quaking:
Courtier and patriot cannot mix
Without an effervescence,
A friendly coalescence.
Religion should extinguish strife, And make a calm of human life; ako • But friends that chance to differ." On points, which God has left at large, How freely will they meet and charge,
No combatants are stiffer! . .
To prove at last my main intent
No cutting and contriving "
Seeking a real friend we seem
Sometimes the fault is all our own,
By trespass or omission;
And even from suspicion.
Then judge yourself, and prove your man As circumspectly as you can,
And baying made election, Beware no negligence of yours, Sucb as a friend but ill endures,
Enfeeble his affection...
That secrets are a sacred trust;
That constancy befits them; a
And all the world admits them.
But 'tis not timber, lead, and stone,
The palace were but half complete,
The carving and the gilding. .
The man that hails you Tom or Jack,
How he esteems. your merit;
To pardon or to bear it.
As similarity of mind, .
First fixes our attention; 5
Must save it from declension.
Some act upon this prudent plan, “Say little and hear all you can.”
Safe policy; but hateful : So barren lands imbibe the shower, But render neither fruit nor flower,
Unpleasant and ungrateful.
Shall win my confidence again, i
A spy ou my proceeding
These samples for alas! at last
Of evils yet unmentioned
Pursue the search, and you will find
To be at least expedient, a
A principal ingredient.
The noblest Friendship ever shewn
Though some have turned and turned it;
Have not, it seenis, discerned it,
Oh Friendship! if'my soul forega