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                    <TEI xmlns="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><text xml:lang="eng"><body><div type="translation" xml:lang="eng" n="urn:cts:greekLit:tlg0032.tlg002.perseus-eng2" subtype="translation"><div type="textpart" subtype="book" n="2"><div type="textpart" subtype="chapter" n="3"><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="19"><p><said direct="true" rend="merge">Would it not be utterly senseless
                                    and disastrous to use for hindrance instruments that were made
                                    for help? And, moreover, a pair of brothers, in my judgment,
                                    were made by God to render better service one to the other than
                                    a pair of hands and feet and eyes and all the instruments that
                                    he meant to be used as fellows. For the hands cannot deal
                                    simultaneously with things that are more than six feet or so
                                    apart: the feet cannot reach in a single stride things that are
                                    even six feet apart: and the eyes, though they seem to have a
                                    longer range, cannot at the same moment see things still nearer
                                    than that, if some are in front and some behind. But two
                                    brothers, when they are friends, act simultaneously for mutual
                                    benefit, however far parted one from the other.</said></p></div></div><div type="textpart" subtype="chapter" n="4"><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="1"><p><milestone unit="para" ed="P"/>Again, I once heard him give a
                                discourse on friendship<note resp="Loeb" anchored="true"><title>Cyropaedia</title> VIII. vii. 13.</note> that was
                                likely, as I thought, to help greatly in the acquisition and use of
                                    friends.<milestone unit="para" ed="P"/>For he said that he often
                                heard it stated that of all possessions the most precious is a good
                                and sincere friend. <said direct="true">And yet,</said> he said,
                                    <said direct="true">there is no transaction most men are so
                                    careless about as the acquisition of friends.</said></p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="2"><p><said direct="true" rend="merge">For I find that they are careful
                                    about getting houses and lands and slaves and cattle and
                                    furniture, and anxious to keep what they have; but though they
                                    tell one that a friend is the greatest blessing, I find that
                                    most men take no thought how to get new friends or how to keep
                                    their old ones.</said></p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="3"><p><said direct="true" rend="merge">Indeed, if one of their friends and
                                    one of their servants fall ill at the same time, I find that
                                    some call in the doctor to attend the servant and are careful to
                                    provide everything that may contribute to his recovery, whereas
                                    they take no heed of the friend. In the event of both dying,
                                    they are vexed at losing the servant, but don’t feel that the
                                    death of the friend matters in the least. And though none of
                                    their other possessions is uncared for and unconsidered, they
                                    are deaf to their friends’ need of attention.</said></p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="4"><p><said direct="true" rend="merge">And besides all this, I find that
                                    most men know the number of their other possessions, however
                                    great it may be, yet cannot tell the number of their friends,
                                    few as they are; and, if they are asked and try to make a list,
                                    they will insert names and presently remove them. So much for
                                    the thought they give to their friends!</said></p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="5"><p><said direct="true" rend="merge">Yet surely there is no other
                                    possession that can compare with a good friend. For what horse,
                                    what yoke of oxen is so good a servant as the good friend? What
                                    slave so loyal and constant? or what possession so
                                    serviceable?</said></p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="6"><p><said direct="true" rend="merge">The good friend is on the watch to
                                    supply whatever his friend wants for building up his private
                                    fortune and forwarding his public career. If generosity is
                                    called for, he does his part: if fear harasses, he comes to the
                                    rescue, shares expenses, helps to persuade, bears down
                                    opposition: he is foremost in delighting him when he is
                                    prosperous and raising him up when he falls.</said></p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="7"><p><said direct="true" rend="merge">Of all that a man can do with his
                                    hands, see for himself with his eyes, hear for himself with his
                                    ears or accomplish with his feet, in nothing is a friend
                                    backward in helping. Nevertheless, while some strive to
                                    cultivate a tree for its fruit, most bestow but an idle and
                                    listless care on their most fruitful possession, the name of
                                    which is <q type="emph">friend.</q></said></p></div></div></div></div></body></text></TEI>
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