True Friendship's Laws Are By This Rule

In Lazy Apathy Let Stoics Boast, Their Virtue Fix'd: 't Is Fix'd As In A Frost; Contracted All, Retiring To The Breast; But Strength Of Mind Is Exercise, Not Rest.

But Thinks, Admitted To That Equal Sky, His Faithful Dog Shall Bear Him Company.

Let Opening Roses Knotted Oaks Adorn, And Liquid Amber Drop From Every Thorn.

Truth Needs Not Flowers Of Speech.

So Modern 'pothecaries, Taught The Art By Doctor's Bills To Play The Doctor's Part, Bold In The Practice Of Mistaken Rules, Prescribe, Apply, And Call Their Masters Fools.