I count myself in nothing else so happy, As in a soul remembering my good friends

We are advertised by our loving friends

He that is thy friend indeed,He will help thee in thy need:If thou sorrow, he will weep;If thou wake, he cannot sleep:Thus of every grief in heartHe with thee does bear a part.These are certain signs to knowFaithful friend from flattering foe.

They do not love, that do not show their love.

Foul words is but foul wind, and foul wind is but foul breath, and foul breath is noisome; therefore I will depart unkissed.

The fiend gives the more friendly counsel.