The ring of coin is often the knell of friendship.

—Unknown.

The sweet sincerity of joy and peace which I draw from this alliance with my brother’s soul, is the nut itself, whereof all nature and all thought is but the husk and shell. Happy is the house that shelters a friend! It might well be built, like a festal bower or arch, to entertain him a single day. Happier, if he know the solemnity of that relation, and honor its law.

—Emerson.

Eternal blessings crown my earliest friend,

And round his dwelling guardian saints attend;