OLD friends are best! And so to you Again I send, in closer throng, No unfamiliar shapes of song, But those that once you liked and knew. You surely will not do them wrong; For are you not an old friend, too? -- Old friends are best. Old books, old wine, old Nankin blue; -- All things, in short, to which belong The charm, the grace that Time makes strong, -- All these I prize, but (entre nous) Old friends are best! |