_Few Friends._
One that had a Great Honour for _Socrates_, took Notice of a Pitiful
Little House that he was a Building: ’Tis a strange Thing (says he to the
Philosopher,) that so Great a Man as you are should ever think of Living
in so Wretched a Cabin. Well, says _Socrates_, And yet as Little as it
is, he were a Happy Man that had but _True Friends_ enow to fill it.
The MORAL.
_A Friend in the World, is quite Another Thing then a Friend in the
Schools: And there’s a Great Difference in the Speculation of a Friend,
from what we find in the Practice._