From the heart of a friend

by Unknown

Intreat me not to leave thee, or to return from following after thee: for whither thou goest, I will go; and where thou lodgest, I will lodge; thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God. Where thou diest, I will die, and there will I be buried; the Lord do so to me, and more also, if aught but death part thee and me.

—Ruth to Naomi.

But of your goodness pray to this give heed,

That friendship doth in friendship find its meed.

Let thy name

Dwell ever in my heart and on my lips,