The poor dog, in life the firmest friend. The first to welcome, foremost to defend.

I have found that a friend may profess, yet deceive.

Friendship is Love without his wings!

Adversity is the first path to truth.

I die, - but first I have possessed, / And come what may, I have been blessed.

Like other parties of the kind, it was first silent, then talky, then argumentative, then disputatious, then unintelligible, then altogether, then inarticulate, and then drunk. When we had reached the last step of this glorious ladder, it was difficu