Carisophus. What is the perfectest friendship among men that ever grew?
Aristippus. Where men love one another, not for profit, but for virtue.
Carisophus. Are such friends both alike in joy and also in smart?
Aristippus. They must needs; for in two bodies they have but one heart.
Carisophus. Friend Aristippus, deceive me not with sophistry:
Is there no perfect friendship, but where is virtue and honesty?
Aristippus. What a devil then meant Carisophus
To join in friendship with fine Aristippus?
In whom is as much virtue, truth and honesty,
As there are true feathers in the three Cranes of the Vintree:[130]