If ye’ve found someone new
 

 
 near you,

And what hides in his chest
 

 
 can’t guess,

If it’s hard to decide
 

 
 at once

Take a risk — walk uphill
 

 
 with him,

Think him from the word go
 

 
 a bro:

Let one rope join you both
 

 
 henceforth,

If the hills make him feel
 

 
 quite ill,

If he can only fail
 

 
 and wail,

Having stumbled on the ice,
 

 
 he cries,

Then this one can’t be near —
 

 
 it’s clear,

Send him on the straight way
 

 
 away:

Such a one shouldn’t be brought
 

 
 along,

But if he neither howled
 

 
 nor growled,

Let at times he was tough
 

 
 and rough,

Yet when ye worked down on
 

 
 the stones,

He looked wan, but held on,

If he fought to break through
 

 
 with you

If he fought to break through
 

 
 with you