"And what is friendship but a name, A charm that lulls to sleep; A shade that follows wealth or fame, And leaves the wret..."

"Let my hand, This hand, lie in your own—my own true friend; Aprile! Hand-in-hand with you, Aprile!..."

"Friendship is like rivers, and the strand of seas, and the air, common to all the world; but tyrants, and evil customs, ..."