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Rh There are three sorts of friends. The first is like a torch we meet in a dark street, the second is like a candle in a lantern that we overtake, and the third is like a link that offers itself to the stumbling passenger. The met torch is the sweet-lipped friend, which lends us a flash of compliment for the time, but quickly leaves us to our former darkness. The overtaken lantern is the true friend, which, though it promises but a faint light, yet it goes along with us as far as it can to our journey's end. The offered link is the mercenary friend, which, though it be ready enough to do us service, that service hath a servile relation to our bounty.