find. long have borne in mind, And long, we hope, our friends have known, A wel-come where to kind assis-tance need, We'll stretch them forth a help-ing hand, And be a friend in deed. FRIENDSHIP. 1 How sweet to stray abroad, at eve, My trusty friend, with thee, The toil of care and earth to eave, And commune full and free. How sweet to stray abroad, at eve, My trusty friend, with thee, The toil and care of earth to leave, And commune full and free. 2 With one true friend to share his lot, Come want, come woe, I murmur not, 2 Tho' far from home, the heart may still My native hills, still dear to me, Wherever I may roam, THE FARMER'S WIFE. Who hath a happier smile than she Who waits in yonder sward, Beneath the spreading walnut tree, The coming of her lord; Who makes his hearth gleam fresh and bright, When dany toil is done, And sheds around a holier light, As swiftly fades the sun; 2 Who, open hand and hearted, meets The cheerless, fainting poor, And kindly looks on all she greets, Then give me back my native hills, 'Tis she, the merry farmer's wife, 3 And when misfortune's cares arise, Who, rich in love, with goodness rife, Then blessings on the farmer's wife, |