MAKE new friends, but keep the old; Those are silver, these are gold. New-made friendships, like new wine, Age will mellow and refine. Friendships that have stood the test -- Time and change -- are surely best; Brow may wrinkle, hair grow gray, Friendship never knows decay. For 'mid old friends, tried and true, Once more we our youth renew. But old friends, alas! may die, New friends must their place supply. Cherish friendship in your breast -- New is good, but old is best; Make new friends, but keep the old; Those are silver, these are gold. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SECRECY PROTESTED by THOMAS CAREW AT HOME IN HEAVEN by JAMES MONTGOMERY SHE IS FAR FROM THE LAND by THOMAS MOORE TO-NIGHT by LOUISE CHANDLER MOULTON THE CORAL INSECT by LYDIA HUNTLEY SIGOURNEY THE SHEPHEARDES CALENDER: APRIL by EDMUND SPENSER A SUPPLEMENT OF AN IMPERFECT COPY OF VERSES OF MR. WILL. SHAKESPEARE'S by JOHN SUCKLING |