Will spend his leisure to thy cost, selling dulness dearly:
For the idle call is a heavy tax, where time is counted gold,
And even in the day of relaxation, haply he may spare his presence,—
He found himself alone, and came to talk,—till they that hear are tired;
Let the man bethink him of an errand, that his face be not unwelcome.
But many friends there be, both well and wisely greeted,
Gladly are they hailed upon the hills, and are chidden that they come so seldom.
Of such are the early recollections, school friendships that have thriven to grey hairs,
And veteran men are young once more, and talk of boyish pranks:
And such, yet older on the list, are those who loved thy father,