1. How many a friend, when his anger first showed,
I’ve welcomed with a nature he wished for;

2. Fearing our bond of affection would break
Or our pledge of devotion would bid them adieu.

3. Though his deeds may have saddened and caused me pain,
And from loyalty he turned and withdrew,

4. I’d meet him with a visage of grace,
And behold him with eyes of pleasure anew.