A man who is fond of disputing, will, in time, have few friends to dispute with.
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AN OLD RHYME.
I once had money and a friend,
By both I set great store;
I lent my money to my friend,
He was my friend no more.
If I had my money and my friend,
As I had once before,
I'd keep my money to myself,
And lose my friend no more.
—Living Age.
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If you have a friend worth loving,
Love him. Yes, and let him know
That you love him, ere life's evening
Tinge his brow with sunset glow;
Why should good words ne'er be said
Of a friend till he is dead?