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2:3 Shame One who, flouting, despising a sense of shame, saying, “I am your friend,” but not grasping what he could do [to help]: Know him as “Not one of mine.” One who, among friends, speaks endearing words to which he doesn’t conform, the wise recognize as speaking without doing. He’s not a friend who’s always wary, suspecting a split, focusing just on your weakness. But him on whom you can depend, like a child on its parent’s breast: That’s a true friend whom others can’t split from you. Carrying one’s manly burden, the fruits & rewards develop the conditions that make for joy, the bliss that brings praise. Drinking the savor of seclusion, the savor of calm, one is freed from evil, devoid of distress, refreshed with the savor of rapture in the Dhamma.1 vv. 253–257 Note 1. This last verse = Dhp 205.