Take my advice, my lad, thine elder friend,
’Twill make thee glad and grateful in the end:
In one tree build one nest, so no grim snake
May creep upon thee. For to-day thou’lt make
Thy home on one branch, and to-morrow changing
Wilt seek another, to what’s new still ranging;
And should a stranger praise your handsome face,
Him more than three-year-proven friend you’ll grace,
While him who loved you first you’ll treat as cold
As some acquaintanceship of three days old.