Make new friends, but keep the old;

Those are silver, these are gold.

New-made friendships, like new wine.

Age will mellow and refine.

Friendships that have stood the test—

Time and change-are surely best;

Brow may wrinkic, hair grow gray;

Friendship never knows decay.

For mid old friends, tried and true, Once more we our youth renew.

But old friends, alas! may die;

New friends must their place supply.

Cherish friendship in your breast—

New is good, but old is best;

Make new friends, but keep the old;

Those are silver, these are gold.