Misfortune shows those who are not really friends.

Misfortune shows those who are not really friends.

Without friends no one would choose to live, though he had all other goods.

Without friends no one would choose to live, though he had all other goods.

We twa hae run about the braes,
And pu'd the gowans fine.

We twa hae run about the braes,
And pu'd the gowans fine.

A friend is, as it were, a second self.
[Lat., Amicus est tanquam alter idem.]

A friend is, as it were, a second self.
[Lat., Amicus est tanquam alter idem.]

Ah! were I sever'd from thy side,
Where were thy friend and who my guide?
Years have read more

Ah! were I sever'd from thy side,
Where were thy friend and who my guide?
Years have not seen, Time shall not see
The hour that tears my soul from thee.

Friend, of my infinite dreams
Little enough endures;
Little howe'er it seems,
It is read more

Friend, of my infinite dreams
Little enough endures;
Little howe'er it seems,
It is yours, all yours.

Let us be friends, Cinna, it is I who invite you to be so.
[Fr., Soyons amis, Cinna, c'est read more

Let us be friends, Cinna, it is I who invite you to be so.
[Fr., Soyons amis, Cinna, c'est moi qui t'en convie.]

No friend's a friend till [he shall] prove a friend.

No friend's a friend till [he shall] prove a friend.

Let my hand,
This hand, lie in your own--my own true friend;
Aprile! Hand-in-hand with you, Aprile!

Let my hand,
This hand, lie in your own--my own true friend;
Aprile! Hand-in-hand with you, Aprile!