Henry Austin Dobson

(18 January 1840 – 2 September 1921 / Plymouth)

To Richard Watson Gilder


Old friends are best! And so to you
Again I send, in closer throng,
No unfamliar shapes of song,
But those that once you liked and knew.
You surely will not do them wrong;
For are you not an old friend, too? -
Old friends are best.
Old books, old wine, old Nankin blue; -
All things, in short, to which belong
The charm, the grace that Time makes strong, -
All these I prize, but (entre nous)
Old friends are best.

Submitted: Wednesday, April 14, 2010
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