For Auld Lang Syne by Ray Woodward
page 74 of 92 (80%)
page 74 of 92 (80%)
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* * * * * For every leaf the loveliest flower, Which beauty sighs for from her bower-- For every star a drop of dew-- For every sun a sky of blue--- For every heart, a heart as true. --_Bailey_. * * * * * Friendship receives its crown in marriage when love is mingled with admiration and respect. * * * * * Friendship, one soul in two bodies. --_Pythagoras_. * * * * * Friendship! mysterious cement of the soul! Sweet'ner of life, the solder of society! I owe thee much. Thou hast deserved of me Far, far beyond whatever I can pay. Oft have I proved the labors of thy love, And the warm efforts of the gentle heart |
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