Friendship

Friendship through every willing mind
Opens a heavenly treasure
There may the sons of sorrow find
Sources of real treasure

See what employments men pursue
Then you will know my words are true
Friendship will even falls to you
Sources of real pleasure

All sudden joys which fools esteem
Fading and transretoring
Mearth is as fleeting as a dream
More into the same story

Luxury leaves a sting behind
Wounding the body and the mind
Only in friendship can we find
Pleasure and solid glory

Happy the man who has a friend
Formed by the God of nature
Well may he feed and recommend
Friendship for his creator

Then as our hands in friendship join
So that our social powers combine
Ruled by a passion most Divine
Friendship for our creator



Credits
Writer(s): Populaire Populaire, Viatcheslav Grokhovski
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