For Auld Lang Syne by Ray Woodward
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Shall spoil our ancient friendship sure.
--_Lang_. * * * * * Every young man is the better for cherishing strong friendships with the wise and good; and he whose soul is knit to one or more chosen associates with whom he can sympathize in right aims and feelings, is thereby the better armed against temptation and confirmed in paths of virtue. --_Carlyle_. * * * * * Believing hear, what you deserve to hear: Your birthday, as my own, to me is dear. Blest and distinguished days! which we should prize The first, the kindest, bounty of the skies. But yours gives most; for mine did only lend Me to the world, yours gave to me a friend. --_Martial_. * * * * * Choose for your friend him that is wise and good, and secret and just, ingenious and honest, and in those things which have a latitude, use your own liberty. |
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