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TO W. H.
HAT makes a friend ? The heart that glows
With changeless love in Arctic snows,
How quickly liking often grows,
Before the speech we understand! By gleam of eye one often knows
What makes a friend.
A thing far frailer than a rose
Turns sudden strong as iron band :
The world again is newly planned;
What makes a friend !
F words came as ready as ideas,
and ideas as feelings, I could say ten hundred kind things. You know not my supreme happiness at having one on earth whom I can call friend.