But fate ordains that dearest friends must part.
Nothing but what astonishes is true.
A dearth of words a woman need not fear; But 'tis a task indeed to learn to hear: In that the skill of conversation lies; That shows and makes you both polite and wise.
The soft whispers of the God in man.
Whose yesterdays look backwards with a smile.
A friend is worth all hazards we can run.