Of
FRIENDSHIP
.
To
CELIA
.
O
CELIA
!
You
,
whose
Rays
of
friendly
Fire
,
Constant
as
those
of
Nature
,
ne'er
expire
;
If
in
your
Breast
no
weighty
Cares
you
find
,
Nor
better
Thoughts
employ
your
gen'rous
Mind
;
Vouchsafe
an
Ear
:
These
Numbers
are
your
Due
;
I
sing
of
Friendship
,
and
I
sing
to
You
:
Friendship
!
a
Theme
,
which
all
Mankind
profess
,
No
Virtue
more
admire
,
none
practise
less
;
For
most
have
learn'd
the
Grecian
BIAS
in
CICERO
de
Amic.
§
16.
Sage's
Text
,
"
To
love
one
Day
,
as
if
to
hate
the
next
.
"
They
change
,
forsake
,
as
serves
their
selfish
Ends
,
Nor
are
their
Dresses
vary'd
more
than
Friends
.
YOU
therefore
,
who
are
worthy
Friendship's
Name
,
And
cherish
in
your
Breast
the
genuine
Flame
,
Attend
to
what
a
faithful
Muse
imparts
,
A
Muse
unpractis'd
in
fallacious
Arts
:
Tho'
young
in
Life
,
that
Life
has
made
her
know
,
A
friendly
Aspect
oft
conceals
a
Foe
;
That
,
tho'
so
many
seeming
Friends
abound
,
For
one
that's
true
,
a
thousand
false
are
found
.
WHEN
first
you
strive
a
faithful
Friend
to
find
,
Explore
the
secret
Motives
of
his
Mind
;
Nor
,
rashly
credulous
,
his
Friendship
trust
,
Before
you
know
,
what
Passion
rules
him
most
:
But
,
as
a
Horseman
checks
the
Courser's
Speed
,
Till
he
has
try'd
the
Temper
of
his
Steed
;
So
check
the
Reins
of
Friendship
,
till
you
prove
,
What
sways
the
Person
,
Interest
,
or
Love
.
AVOID
the
Fop
impertinently
vain
,
And
shun
the
Slave
,
who
flatters
you
for
Gain
;
Beware
of
him
,
who
sells
you
for
a
Jest
;
But
,
most
of
all
,
beware
the
leaky
Breast
:
(
Who
hopes
to
keep
his
Wine
the
Season
round
,
Must
first
be
sure
his
Cask
is
sweet
and
sound
)
Nor
should
a
formal
Fool
your
Friendship
claim
,
Tho'
Wealth
and
Honours
dignify
his
Name
.
Let
Knaves
and
Fools
in
kindred
Vices
join
;
Chuse
you
a
Friend
,
where
Sense
and
Virtue
shine
;
Whose
Passions
move
by
Reason's
Rule
alone
,
Much
better
,
if
agreeing
with
your
own
.
The
Hart
and
Lion
at
a
Distance
keep
;
Wolves
company
with
Wolves
,
and
Sheep
with
Sheep
:
So
we
,
by
Nature's
sympathetic
Pow'rs
,
Most
love
those
Tempers
,
that
resemble
ours
.
YET
,
if
it
be
too
difficult
to
find
A
Friend
so
justly
moulded
to
your
Mind
,
Among
the
virtuous
Few
select
the
best
;
And
such
is
he
,
whose
Failings
are
the
least
:
Let
him
a
modest
Freedom
always
claim
,
To
praise
your
Virtues
,
or
your
Vices
blame
;
Nor
be
displeas'd
his
mild
Reproof
to
hear
;
For
Friends
may
often
kindly
be
severe
;
The
Best
sometimes
each
other
may
controul
,
Yet
not
destroy
the
Harmony
of
Soul
.
Rough
Notes
in
Music
never
should
be
found
,
Except
adapted
to
improve
the
Sound
.
WHEN
mutual
Faith
the
friendly
Knot
has
ty'd
,
And
when
that
mutual
Faith
is
truly
try'd
,
Prey
not
upon
yourself
;
nor
be
opprest
With
conscious
Pains
,
that
struggle
in
your
Breast
:
For
,
as
the
Flames
,
in
Aetna
closely
pent
,
Convulse
the
Mountain
,
lab'ring
for
a
Vent
;
Thus
in
the
Soul
uneasy
Thoughts
confin'd
,
For
want
of
Passage
,
rack
the
suff'ring
Mind
.
Unveil
your
Bosom
to
your
other
Part
;
Your
Friend
shall
share
the
Burden
of
your
Heart
,
Alleviate
ev'ry
Ill
your
Soul
sustains
,
Double
your
Pleasures
,
and
divide
your
Pains
.
BE
zealous
for
your
Friends
,
whene'er
you
know
Their
Reputation
censur'd
by
a
Foe
;
Nor
with
a
faint
Excuse
degrade
your
Friends
;
The
Man
,
who
coldly
praises
,
discommends
.
Or
are
they
justly
censur'd
for
a
Crime
?
Reprove
them
mildly
at
some
proper
Time
:
In
private
chide
all
Failings
which
you
find
,
In
public
praise
the
Beauties
of
their
Mind
;
Place
all
their
Virtues
in
the
clearest
Light
,
Omit
their
Faults
,
or
touch
them
very
slight
;
As
Painters
,
when
they
draw
a
beauteous
Face
,
Contract
a
Blemish
,
heighten
ev'ry
Grace
.
NEITHER
let
Passion
,
Pride
,
or
private
Ends
,
Or
changing
Fortune
,
make
you
change
your
Friends
.
Who
varies
oft
,
a
faithless
Temper
shows
,
Or
,
at
the
best
,
ill
Judgment
,
when
he
chose
.
Some
Persons
with
themselves
so
disagree
,
They're
fix'd
to
nothing
but
Inconstancy
;
With
each
new
Day
,
new
Resolutions
come
,
Expel
the
former
,
and
usurp
their
Room
:
Succeeding
Billows
thus
the
foremost
throng
,
Tides
roll
on
Tides
,
and
Waves
urge
Waves
along
.
Not
but
we
may
with
a
new
Friend
engage
,
Before
we
see
an
old
one
quit
the
Stage
;
Yet
should
not
think
the
new
our
old
exceeds
,
As
Ut
equis
vetulis
teneros
anteponere
solemus
—
Veterrima
quaeque
(
ut
ea
vina
,
quae
vetustatem
ferunt
)
esse
debent
suavissima
.
Cic.
de
Amic.
§
19.
Jockeys
value
most
their
youngest
Steeds
.
One
Maxim
will
in
Wine
and
Friendship
hold
,
Alike
the
better
both
for
being
old
.
BUT
must
we
then
be
bound
in
deathless
Bands
,
And
still
obey
whate'er
a
Friend
commands
?
Aid
him
to
gain
what
he
unjustly
craves
?
No
—
Leave
the
Man
,
who
Truth
and
Virtue
leaves
.
Should
furious
CATILINE
some
Plot
devise
,
To
ruin
Thousands
,
that
himself
might
rise
;
The
Laws
of
Honour
,
Truth
,
and
Conscience
show
,
'Tis
Friendship
to
the
World
to
be
his
Foe
.
Or
,
should
a
Friend
basely
betray
his
Trust
,
To
pardon
him
were
to
yourself
unjust
:
For
,
—
Neque
amissos
colores
Lana
refert
medicata
fuco
;
Nec
vera
virtus
,
cum
semel
excidit
,
Curat
reponi
deterioribus
.
Hor.
Ode
5.
Lib.
III
.
as
the
Wool
,
with
Crimson
colour'd
o'er
,
Never
acquires
its
native
Whiteness
more
;
So
he
who
breaks
his
Faith
,
will
ne'er
obtain
Your
Credit
,
nor
his
Innocence
again
.
If
otherwise
he
disoblige
his
Friends
,
(
For
where's
the
perfect
Man
,
who
ne'er
offends
?
)
Try
if
his
Ear
will
kind
Reproof
endure
;
And
,
if
the
Balm
of
Counsel
work
a
Cure
,
O'erlook
the
Failure
:
All
offend
,
that
live
;
Let
Foes
resent
a
Trespass
,
Friends
forgive
.
Yet
let
the
pardon'd
Friend
not
,
many
times
,
Proceed
in
Folly
,
and
repeat
his
Crimes
.
Tho'
purest
Gold
a
vast
Extent
will
bear
,
Yet
purest
Gold
will
break
,
if
stretch'd
too
far
:
And
Friends
may
bear
some
Slips
from
Wisdom's
Rule
;
But
who
can
pardon
the
persisting
Fool
?
Pestem
enim
majorem
esse
nullam
in
amicitiis
,
quam
in
plerisque
pecuniae
cupidita
tem
,
in
optimis
quibusque
honoris
certamen
&
gloriae
,
ex
quo
inimicilias
maximas
saepe
inter
amicissimos
extitisse
.
Cic.
de
Amic.
§
10.
AMONG
the
various
Causes
,
that
conspire
To
cool
our
Love
,
and
quench
the
friendly
Fire
,
Vile
Avarice
assumes
the
greatest
Pow'r
,
A
God
which
base
ignoble
Souls
adore
:
To
pleasure
him
,
a
Tide
of
broken
Vows
(
Needful
Libations
!
)
on
his
Altar
flows
:
Yet
,
never
satisfy'd
,
he
craves
for
more
;
And
keeps
his
Votaries
,
in
Plenty
,
poor
:
Who
worships
him
,
will
break
the
friendly
Bands
,
Whene'er
the
sordid
,
selfish
God
commands
.
OTHERS
there
are
,
induc'd
by
Thirst
of
Praise
,
(
And
ev'n
the
greatest
Men
this
Passion
sways
)
Who
quit
their
Friends
for
Honours
of
the
State
,
And
turn
their
Love
into
the
rankest
Hate
.
Nor
is
it
wonder
these
desert
their
Friends
,
Since
all
are
Foes
,
who
will
not
serve
their
Ends
:
For
wild
Ambition
like
a
Torrent
roars
,
Which
,
when
obstructed
,
climbs
th'opposing
Shores
;
Till
to
the
Top
the
lab'ring
Flood
attains
,
Swells
o'er
the
Banks
,
and
foams
along
the
Plains
.
Not
but
we
may
an
honest
Fame
embrace
;
Nay
,
Friends
should
aid
us
in
the
glorious
Chace
.
Man
has
some
Principle
of
heav'nly
Fire
,
That
warms
his
Breast
,
and
prompts
him
to
aspire
;
Wakes
him
to
Actions
of
superior
Kind
,
And
keeps
alive
the
Faculties
of
Mind
;
For
Sloth
begets
a
Lethargy
of
Soul
,
As
want
of
Motion
taints
the
clearest
Pool
:
Yet
,
if
,
too
fond
and
covetous
of
Fame
,
We
blow
that
native
Spark
into
a
Flame
,
It
quickly
rises
to
a
firy
Storm
,
And
burns
the
Fabric
'twas
design'd
to
warm
.
What
Bands
of
Nature
can
restrain
its
Course
?
What
friendly
Offices
suppress
its
Force
?
See
how
its
Rage
the
young
JUOURTHA
.
Numidian
fires
,
The
worst
of
Children
to
the
best
of
Sires
!
Deep
,
thro'
his
Brothers
Blood
,
he
wades
his
Way
,
And
leaps
o'er
Gratitude
to
Regal
Sway
.
Young
CAESAR's
Tutor
by
his
Pupil
dies
,
While
TULLY
falls
by
him
he
help'd
to
rise
;
Friends
,
Fathers
,
Brothers
,
Uncles
,
yield
to
Fate
,
To
make
three
Tyrants
infamously
great
!
O
!
grant
me
,
gracious
Heav'n
,
where-e'er
I
go
,
To
be
a
faithful
Friend
,
or
gen'rous
Foe
;
Nor
let
me
pant
so
much
for
empty
Praise
,
As
to
obtain
it
by
dishonest
Ways
;
Nor
wrong
my
Friend
,
tho'
'twere
to
gain
a
Throne
;
Nor
ruin
others
Fame
,
to
raise
my
own
.
HE
who
is
only
learn'd
in
Books
,
will
find
A
harder
Lesson
,
when
he
learns
Mankind
;
A
Volume
gilded
o'er
with
smiling
Art
,
Where
few
can
read
the
Meaning
of
the
Heart
.
We
often
take
our
Flatterers
for
Friends
;
One
would
suspect
the
Man
who
still
commends
,
Who
,
like
the
Sharper
in
the
Roman
Play
,
Or
right
or
wrong
,
assents
to
all
you
say
;
Bends
here
or
there
,
which
way
his
Lord's
inclin'd
,
As
Reeds
submit
to
ev'ry
diff'rent
Wind
.
Nor
is
it
strange
such
Parasites
prevail
,
When
greedy
Ears
devour
their
flatt'ring
Tale
:
While
THRASO
loves
to
hear
his
Praises
told
,
GNATHO
will
give
him
Praise
,
and
take
his
Gold
.
But
you
,
who
walk
by
Wisdom's
safer
Rules
,
(
For
'twere
but
Labour
lost
to
counsel
Fools
)
Detest
the
Wretch
,
who
ne'er
can
Courage
find
To
speak
the
genuine
Dictates
of
his
Mind
;
But
,
like
the
Syrens
sweet
,
pernicious
Song
,
At
once
would
charm
and
ruin
with
his
Tongue
.
YET
some
there
are
,
in
social
Bands
ally'd
,
Who
,
with
blunt
Truths
,
err
on
the
other
Side
;
Void
of
Good-nature
,
and
Good-breeding
too
,
They
sourly
censure
ev'ry
thing
you
do
.
O
!
never
flatter
ev'n
a
Monarch's
Pride
,
Nor
,
with
the
Sternness
of
a
Cynic
,
chide
;
But
,
when
you
would
an
erring
Friend
reprove
,
Let
gentle
Cautions
shew
,
the
Motive's
Love
:
Do
not
begin
with
Rashness
to
exclaim
;
But
rather
hint
the
Fault
,
before
you
blame
.
'Tis
not
enough
your
Admonition's
just
;
Prudence
must
guide
it
,
or
the
Labour's
lost
:
Friends
should
allure
,
and
charm
us
into
Sense
;
Harsh
Counsels
not
reform
,
but
give
Offence
.
Nature
,
impatient
of
severe
Reproof
,
Loves
mild
Instruction
,
but
abhors
the
rough
:
As
Fruits
and
Flow'rs
improve
with
gentle
Rain
;
But
fade
,
if
rapid
Storms
o'erflow
the
Plain
.
SOME
Men
are
Friends
,
when
Fortune
fills
the
Sails
,
And
wafts
you
on
with
favourable
Gales
;
But
quit
the
tott'ring
Ship
,
and
make
to
Shore
,
When
Storms
descend
,
and
adverse
Surges
roar
.
Long
as
in
Credit
,
Pow'r
,
or
Place
you
stand
,
Their
fawning
,
formal
Friendship
you
command
:
With
twenty
Squeezes
,
and
a
hundred
Bows
,
As
many
Compliments
,
as
many
Vows
,
They
swear
your
Interest
shall
be
their
own
,
And
wish
the
Time
to
make
it
better
known
;
Like
false
hot
Coursers
,
waiting
for
the
Chace
,
Which
foam
,
and
neigh
,
and
proudly
spurn
the
Grass
,
Intent
to
run
;
but
droop
their
jaded
Crest
,
And
fail
you
most
,
when
most
you
want
their
Haste
.
WE
make
a
Prostitute
of
Friendship's
Name
,
If
only
Complaisance
supports
our
Claim
.
And
yet
there
are
,
of
this
polite
Degree
,
Who
treat
you
still
with
forc'd
Civility
;
In
each
obliging
Art
so
well
refin'd
,
Tho'
ever
false
,
they
never
seem
unkind
.
Not
that
my
Muse
would
Decency
offend
;
For
'tis
Good-breeding
polishes
a
Friend
:
Nor
shines
it
less
,
with
Truth
and
Virtue
join'd
,
Than
comely
Features
with
a
noble
Mind
:
But
those
,
whose
Friendships
most
in
Speeches
dwell
,
Neglect
the
Fruit
,
and
trifle
with
the
Shell
.
True
Friendship
more
intrinsic
Worth
affords
,
Defin'd
by
Actions
better
than
by
Words
;
A
warm
Affection
,
that
can
never
cool
,
Concord
of
Mind
,
and
Music
of
the
Soul
;
Which
tunes
the
jarring
Strings
of
Life
to
Love
,
Shews
Men
below
,
how
Angels
live
above
.
There
are
in
Friendship
such
attractive
Charms
,
It
draws
Esteem
from
those
it
never
warms
.
See
how
Qui
clamores
tota
cavea
nuper
in
hospitis
&
amici
mci
M.
Pacuvii
nova
sabula
,
cum
,
ignorante
rege
,
uter
eorum
esset
Orestes
,
Pylades
Orestem
se
esse
diceret
,
ut
pro
illo
necaretur
;
Orestes
autem
,
ita
ut
erat
,
Orestem
se
esse
perseveraret
?
Stantes
plau
debant
in
re
sicta
:
quid
arbitramur
in
vera
fuisse
facturos
?
Cic.
de
Amic.
§
7.
PACUVIUS'
tragic
Scenes
could
move
The
People's
Praises
with
fictitious
Love
!
When
on
the
Stage
two
doubtful
Princes
strive
,
Each
seeking
Death
,
to
keep
his
Friend
alive
:
Now
PYLADES
deceives
the
Monarch's
Eye
;
Faithful
,
yet
fraudulent
,
resolves
to
die
:
ORESTES
now
displays
the
friendly
Cheat
,
Invites
the
threat'ning
Sword
,
and
courts
his
Fate
.
Mov'd
with
their
gen'rous
Love
,
the
Audience
rose
;
With
social
Flame
each
changing
Bosom
glows
;
All
feel
the
sacred
Pow'r
of
Friendship's
Laws
,
And
the
Stage
rocks
,
and
thunders
with
Applause
.
I
know
the
Muse
may
give
to
some
Offence
,
(
Tho'
rather
Men
of
Wit
,
than
Men
of
Sense
)
Whose
Counsel
is
;
"
Be
not
engag'd
too
far
;
"
The
greatest
Friendship
brings
the
greatest
Care
:
"
Our
own
Concerns
have
Plagues
enough
in
Store
;
"
Who
joins
in
Friendship
,
only
makes
'em
more
:
"
The
Cares
and
Troubles
,
which
your
Friend
endures
,
"
Are
all
by
Sympathy
adopted
yours
.
"
WHAT
base
,
ungen'rous
,
selfish
Souls
are
these
?
Mere
Quacks
,
who
turn
ev'n
Health
into
Disease
;
And
but
the
darkest
Side
of
Friendship
find
,
To
all
its
radiant
Beams
and
Beauties
blind
.
Two
faithful
Friends
,
in
any
State
,
may
gain
Comfort
to
heighten
Joy
,
or
lessen
Pain
:
If
weighty
Cares
the
pensive
Mind
invade
,
They
make
the
Burden
light
with
mutual
Aid
;
If
Profit
,
or
if
Pleasure
chears
the
Soul
,
The
Blessing's
common
,
each
enjoys
the
whole
:
If
Bus'ness
calls
them
to
some
distant
Place
,
Swift-pinion'd
Love
contracts
the
lengthen'd
Space
;
Each
keeps
the
other's
Image
in
his
Breast
,
As
Wax
preserves
the
Form
a
Seal
imprest
.
HAIL
,
sacred
Friendship
!
by
whose
chearing
Ray
All
Joys
increase
,
without
it
fade
away
:
Ev'n
HYMEN's
Torch
,
tho'
burning
e'er
so
bright
,
Aided
by
Friendship
,
shines
with
double
Light
.
This
you
,
O
CELIA
!
by
Experience
find
,
Whose
nuptial
Friend
lives
always
in
your
Mind
:
No
Length
of
Time
,
no
Distance
,
ever
ras'd
His
lov'd
Idea
from
your
tender
Breast
:
Your
friendly
Flame
admits
of
no
Decays
;
But
glows
,
unclouded
,
with
augmented
Rays
,
And
makes
your
bridal
Lamp
much
brighter
blaze
.
That
faint
,
pale
,
languid
Lamp
,
in
Age
,
expires
,
Except
'tis
fed
with
Friendship's
constant
Fires
:
These
to
the
Winter
of
our
Years
extend
;
And
,
when
the
Lover
cools
,
they
warm
the
Friend
.
When
all
the
transient
Joys
of
Youth
are
o'er
,
When
all
the
Charms
of
Beauty
charm
no
more
;
Surviving
Friendship
gives
us
fresh
Supplies
Of
lasting
Bliss
,
and
more
substantial
Joys
;
Which
sweeten
all
the
Troubles
Age
has
brought
,
And
make
the
Dregs
of
Life
a
cordial
Draught
.