From the heart of a friend

by Unknown

I would have sat beside the hearth one hour,—

And the whole heart was mine!

—Ruckert.

Friends! I have but one, and he, I hear, is not in town; nay, can have but one friend, for a true heart admits of but one friendship as of one love. But in having that friend I have a thousand.

—Wycherley.

We have been friends together,

In sunshine and in shade;