_Joseph Roux_

The fallying out of faithful frends is the renuyng of love.

_Richard Edwards_

Alas! how light a cause may move Dissension between hearts that love!-- Hearts, that the world in vain had tried And sorrow but more closely tied; That stood the storm when waves were rough, Yet in a sunny hour fall off:-- Like ships that have gone down at sea, When heaven is all tranquillity!

_Thomas Moore_

Waste not the hour of friendship; outside this House of Two Doors Friends shall soon part asunder, no more together wending.

_Hafiz_

How are the mighty fallen in the midst of the battle! O Jonathan, thou wast slain in thine high places. I am distressed for thee, my brother Jonathan: Very pleasant hast thou been unto me: thy love to me was wonderful, pa.s.sing the love of women.

2 _Samuel_ i. 25, 26

Some tears fell down my cheeks and then I smiled, As those smile who have no face in the world To smile back to them. I had lost a friend.

_Mrs Browning_

Forgive my grief for one removed, Thy creature, whom I found so fair.

I trust he lives in thee, and there I find him worthier to be loved.

_Tennyson_

To wail friends lost Is not by much so wholesome--profitable, As to rejoice at friends but newly found.

_Shakespeare_

That aching of the breast, the grandest pain that man endures, which no other can a.s.suage.

_Henry D. Th.o.r.eau_

Immortality of Friendship

A day for toil, an hour for sport, But for a friend is life too short.

_Emerson_

Let us lay hold of Friendship. In the eternal life shall we not have friends for evermore?

_Anna R. Brown_

Love is a sudden blaze which soon decays, Friendship is like the sun's eternal rays.

_Gay_

Fast as the rolling seasons bring The hour of fate to those we love, Each pearl that leaves the broken string Is set in friendship's crown above.

As narrower grows the earthly chain, The circle widens in the sky; These are our treasures that remain, But those are stars that beam on high.

_O. W. Holmes_

True friendship between man and man is infinite and immortal.

_Plato_

Sweet human hand and lips and eye, Dear heavenly friend that canst not die; Strange friend, past, present and to be; Loved deeplier, darklier understood; Behold I dream a dream of good, And mingle all the world with thee.

Thy voice is on the rolling air; I hear thee where the waters run; Thou standest in the rising sun, And in the setting thou art fair.

_Tennyson_

Not mine the sad and freezing dream Of souls that, with their earthly mould, Cast off the loves and joys of old,-- * * * * *

No!--I have friends in Spirit Land,-- Not shadows in a shadowy band, Not _others_, but _themselves_ are they.

And still I think of them the same As when the Master's summons came.

_Whittier_

The way is short, O friend, That reaches out before us; G.o.d's tender heavens above us bend, His love is smiling o'er us; A little while is ours For sorrow or for laughter; I'll lay the hand you love in yours On the sh.o.r.e of the Hereafter.

_Mary Clemmer_

Yet less of sorrow lives in me For days of happy commune dead; Less yearning for the friendship fled, Than some strong bond which is to be.

_Tennyson_