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FOREWORD 
 
 THE GIFT OF FRIENDSHIP 
 
 LET'S BE NEIGHBORLY 9 
 
 I HAD A FRIEND 11 
 
 A HAND-SHAKE 12 
 
 COUNT ME IN! 14 
 
 HERE'S HOPING! 15 
 
 BECAUSE OF THEE 16 
 
 IF WISHES WERE HORSES . . . .18 
 
 FOR THEE ALONE 22 
 
 TO YOU AND YOURS! 23 
 
 THE MENTION OF YOUR NAME ... 24 
 
 COMRADES ALL! 25 
 
 THE HEART OF ME 26 
 
 LOST! A FRIEND 27 
 
 A GOOD DEED DIETH NOT . . . .28 
 
 LIFE AND LOVE 30 
 
 FOR OLD SAKE'S SAKE 31 
 
 ENVOY 32 
 
Foreword 
 
 HE greatest blessing that one 
 can give another as he travels 
 through life is the gift of friend- 
 ship to those whom he has learned to 
 love. To have given others the assur- 
 ance and proof of one's friendship is to 
 have lived profitably. To have received 
 from others the pledge and evidence of 
 their love is to have lived richly. And 
 the man who has both given and 
 received this blessing is rich indeed. 
 
 These occasional verses have been 
 written during a period of nearly 
 twenty years to say frankly to a few 
 friends a little of what their friendship 
 has meant to me. If they have carried 
 my message of gratitude to the hearts of 
 those for whom they were written, they 
 have fulfilled their first mission. If in 
 this collected form they serve as mes- 
 sage bearers for others, I shall be glad 
 to have shared them. 
 
The Gift of Friendship 
 
 NO gift have I that is bought and 
 sold, 
 No rare old print that is centuries old, 
 No jewel found by another's hand. 
 In the miser earth of a far off land, 
 No painting warm with the tender 
 
 glow 
 Of some artist's heart of the long ago; 
 My hands are empty of these, and yet 
 My heart would speak, lest we both 
 
 forget. 
 
 With joy I come, for the gift I bring 
 Is mine, my own, and a priceless thing. 
 No man hath bought it in any land. 
 Yet it is yours with my own right hand. 
 And a pledge that though the years 
 
 grow old 
 This gift shall shine as minted gold. 
 From out my heart of hearts I send 
 The "Gift of Friendship" to my friend. 
 
Let's Be Neighborly 
 
 LET'S be neighborly once more, 
 Like as we used to be ; 
 Goin' visitin' friendly like, 
 Jest you and me. 
 
 Let's be neighborly once more, 
 Thinkin' each other's thoughts, 
 Tellin' each other our troubles, 
 An' helpin' each other lots. 
 
 Let's be neighborly once more, 
 Old-fashioned rather than new, 
 Tellin' the good and forgettin' the bad. 
 There is in both me an' you. 
 
 Let's be neighborly once more 
 An' shake hands once-in-a-while, 
 An' if our hands won't reach so far 
 Let's make believe — an' smile. 
 
H Let's be neighborly once more 
 An' think of each other agen; 
 An' hearin' good news of each other, 
 Let's say it out loud — "Amen!" 
 
 
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 I Had a Friend 
 
 I HAD a friend, a friend who bar- 
 gained not, 
 But trusted me because his heart was 
 
 true, 
 A friend who gave himself in deed and 
 
 thought. 
 And lo, that friend was you! 
 
 I had a friend whose life meant life 
 
 to me, 
 Though hands ne'er clasped from one 
 
 week's end to end. 
 And yet I'm richer for his life, where'er 
 
 he be. 
 Because — I had a friend. 
 
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A Hand-Shake 
 
 NO matter where you are to-day, 
 No matter what you do, 
 I'd pay the "price" and pay it quick 
 For a warm hand-shake with you. 
 
 The days are long since last we met, 
 WeVe wandered near and far. 
 But now I'd give my purse of gold 
 To be where'er you are. 
 
 We journey far in life, my friend, 
 We nod and smile and greet 
 A thousand thousand men or more 
 Upon Life's crowded street. 
 
 But only now and then we find, 
 Among our friends or foes. 
 The one who sees and understands. 
 The one who really knows. 
 
Count Me In ! 
 
 WHEN you count your many 
 friendships 
 Of the days of long ago, 
 When our lives were young and vibrant 
 With the joys we cherish so ; 
 When you make your list of loved ones 
 Who have stood through thick and thin, 
 Who have loved and still are loyal, 
 Do not fail to count me in! 
 
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 When you look ahead and wonder 
 What the years will bring to you. 
 Who will still your friendship cherish. 
 Through the years remaining true; 
 When you make your list of friendships 
 That through years have changeless 
 
 been, 
 When Life's final list is entered, 
 Do not fail to count me in! 
 
Here's Hoping! 
 
 THAT every day may be the best, 
 That every friend be true, 
 That every joy may come your way 
 And stay a while with you ; 
 
 Here's Hoping! 
 
 That every task you undertake 
 May end with a *Vell done," 
 That every night may see the stars, 
 And every day the sun ; 
 
 Here's Hoping! 
 
 That every wish your heart doth hold 
 For those you cherish dear, 
 That every fondest dream "come true," 
 Not Then — but Now and Here; 
 Here's Hoping! 
 
arouse. 
 ^^Love! love! love!" it sings, 
 And 'Xove!" the live long hours, 
 Till all my happy heart is brimmed. 
 As beauty brims the flowers. 
 
 No glimpse of green upon the hills. 
 No promise in the sky, 
 Yet Spring is buoyant in my heart. 
 For love has loitered by. 
 ^Xove! love! love!" it throbs; 
 With love leaps all my heart! 
 The little buds in ecstasy! 
 And hark, the daisies start! 
 
If Wishes Were Horses 
 
 IF wishes were horses, Oh, whither 
 away? 
 Where would you gallop, oh, friend o* 
 
 mine, say? 
 Into the East where commerce is done. 
 Where earth barters night for the smile 
 
 o' the sun? 
 Or into the wide, all picture-hung 
 
 West, 
 The main-travelled way to the Isles of 
 
 the Blest? 
 And whither away? Aha! I know. 
 And canter by canter together we'll go. 
 
 If wishes were horses afar we'd ride. 
 Stirrup by stirrup, with earth open 
 wide 
 
 To bestow us the road and the joys 
 
 thereof, 
 And all of our being would be but to 
 
 love. 
 
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 The little brown thrush a brother 
 would be, 
 
 The far-striding hills our comrades in 
 glee, 
 
 The wind a playmate, the daisy a kin. 
 
 And Night a star-lit Vagabond's Inn. 
 
 If wishes were horses a joust weM 
 share 
 
 For the hand of Our-Lady-of-Golden- 
 Hair. 
 
 We'd storm old castles above the Rhine, 
 And pillage their vaults of muscadine. 
 O'er Palestinian plains we'd prick 
 A field with Coeur de Lion Dick. 
 We'd share in each good deed been 
 done 
 
 By knightly errant under the sun. 
 
 If wishes were horses with rein given 
 free, 
 
 'Tis oh, the numberless friends we'd 
 see, 
 
f The calls we'd make, the smiles bestow, 
 The long-hidden, sweet little kindnesses 
 
 show. 
 WeM chat in dear whispers on tiptoe 
 
 through 
 The gates that open into the blue 
 I Of Heaven's demesne, and hover o'er 
 f The words we dared not speak before. 
 
 If wishes were horses? O Friend, are 
 
 you fain? 
 Fain for the castles youVe builded in 
 
 Spain? 
 Are you weary with wishing? Take 
 
 heart with the year, 
 The day of your dreaming may haply 
 
 be here. 
 And I, oh, my wish is for me and for 
 
 you. 
 This foolish old proverb may some day 
 
 come true. 
 
For Thee Alone 
 
 OR thee alone my sun doth shine, 
 For thee my rose is red, 
 For thee alone my life is lived, 
 For thee my prayers are said. 
 
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 For thee alone I do my work. 
 For thee I fight the fight, 
 For thee I'll conquer in the end. 
 E'er falls the darkling night. 
 
 For thee alone my thoughts go out, 
 Across the miles of space, 
 For thee alone my heart doth sigh 
 To see once more thy face. 
 
 For thee alone my life is lived, 
 For thee my prayers are said. 
 With thee alone my troth is kept, 
 Till hearts are wholly dead. 
 
To You and Yours ! 
 
 TO you and yours! The very 
 thought 
 Is fragrant with forget-me-not! 
 The days of old, the joys we shared, 
 The glorious hopes and deeds we dared. 
 The loyal friends who always stood 
 The ample proof of brotherhood. 
 To you and yours! Through rain and 
 
 shine, 
 Here's a health from me and mine. 
 
 To you and yours! In days to be 
 May life's best blessings fall on thee. 
 May health attend, and joys abound. 
 And friends both old and new be found. 
 May every day of every year 
 Be filled with love and friendly cheer. 
 To you and yours! Through rain and 
 
 shine, 
 Here's health from me and mine. 
 
Comrades All ! 
 
 THE road is long, the way is steep, 
 The path sometimes is hard to keep, 
 There's sun and rain upon the way 
 We travel o'er from day to day. 
 But Life's ahead what e'er befall, 
 And come what may, we're comrades 
 all! 
 
 Comrades all in joy and pain, 
 Comrades in the sun and rain, 
 Comrades in the work we do 
 Day by day the journey through. 
 Here's my hand beyond recall 
 Yours "for keeps" — we're comrades all 
 
The Heart of Me 
 
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 I ly >TY Love's away, behind the dis- 
 (] iVl tant hills, 
 Beyond the cruel mountains that will 
 
 not let me see. 
 My Love's departed, and I could not 
 
 bid her stay, 
 Although she carried with her the very 
 heart of me. 
 
 My Love's away! But ah, she cometh 
 
 soon! 
 Cometh in her glory like the Autumn 
 
 reddening tree. 
 My arms are waiting to welcome her 
 
 again, 
 For with her cometh Joy and the very 
 
 heart of me! 
 
Lost ! A Friend 
 
 THE hunger of flesh for food with- 
 held, 
 The thirst of lips long dry, 
 The eyes grown dim with looking 
 
 back, 
 To where our memories lie, — 
 Oh, these are nothing that can compare 
 With the anguish keener than pain. 
 Of the heart that hungers for love itself, 
 And suffers alone and in vain. 
 
 The loss of money that buys me Joy 
 
 That lasts while the money lasts, 
 
 The passing of power that once was 
 
 mine. 
 And the glory that it casts, — 
 I laugh at these in my sorrow here 
 Wearily waiting the End, 
 For Fate has pronounced its final curse, 
 And I — IVe lost a friend! 
 
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 A Good Deed Dieth Not 
 
 F faith in God remaineth and dieth 
 not, 
 
 If love abiding ever is ne'er forgot, 
 If kindness is eternal as Heaven over- 
 head. 
 Oh, friend o' mine that sleepeth, thou 
 art not dead! 
 
 Within my heart and life I love to 
 cherish 
 
 The word of cheer thou gavest, that 
 cannot perish, 
 
 The loving grasp that took my halting 
 hand. 
 
 The kindly smile my heart could under- 
 stand. 
 
 Yea, wrapt close within my own heart's 
 
 glow, 
 I hold thy life and will not let it go, 
 
Life and Love 
 
 LIFE is a little thing, 
 But Love, how large! 
 Life lasts its little day. 
 But Love lives on for aye. 
 
 Life is a little thing. 
 But Love, how large! 
 Life means both me and you, 
 But Love means others too 
 
 Life is a little thing, 
 But Love, how large! 
 Life yields unto the grave. 
 But Love shall all men save. 
 
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 For Old Sake's Sake 
 
 TJ ERE'S a health to thee and thine, 
 A -■- Drunk in love by me and mine I 
 Here's to thee and all thy dreams, 
 May you find the rainbow gleams! 
 Here's to work that thou must do, 
 And the joy when it is through. 
 
 Here's to friends who loyal are. 
 Whether near or very far! 
 Here's to hope that never dies, 
 In the heart of great emprise! 
 Here's to health that knows no pain! 
 Here's to health, and health again! 
 
 Here's to thee! — we'll glasses break, 
 In a toast for old sake's sake. 
 
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