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Fragment 10: The Three Sorts of Friends by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Though friendships differ endless in degree, The sorts, methinks, may be reduced to three. Ac quaintance many, and Con quaintance few; But for In quaintance I know only two— The friend I’ve mourned with, and the maid I woo! Samuel … Continue reading

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