You may sing as you sail, and shout as you scan
The white airy foam-flakes that ride the fair crest
Of orient wave: but, truly the test
Of laughters and pleasures that come at a call
Is fellowship rising in full easy zest—
A jolly good friendship is better than all!
You may listen to Melba or Sembrich and plan
With a five-dollar note to corner the best
Of Caruso’s high-piping; and be in the van
Of those who would fain with great Patti be blest: