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.