ned you're not afraid
To stand and answer, No.
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And when temptations rise within,
And plead to "come," or "go,"
And do a wrong for "_just this once_"
Be sure you answer, No.
For when you once have done a Wrong,
The Right receives a blow,--
And Wrong will triumph easier now,
So haste and answer, No.
There's many a little boy and girl,
And man and woman too,
Have gone to ruin and to death
For want of saying, No!
So, young or old, or great or small,
Don't fail, whate'er you do,
To stand for Right and nobly dare
To speak an honest No.
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_ASK MOTHER._
Yes, my darling, when you question,
I will answer, simple, plain,
Just the Truth;--and when playmate
Tells you anything again,
Come to Mother, she will tell you,
Yes, and tell you always true,
For she knows what's low and sinful,
And what's right and wrong for you.
_TELL MOTHER._
'Tis wrong, my dear, to do a thing
That mother must not know;
And when your playmates, old or young,
Shall tell you thus to do,
Leave them at once, and quickly come
To your dear Mother's side,
And tell her,--for she'll know what's wrong,
And she will be your guide.
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_DON'T TELL A LIE._
Don't tell a lie, dear children,
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Own up and be a hero,
Right honest, brave, and true.
You'd better have a whipping
Each day than tell a lie,--
No, not a "white one," even,
They lead to blackest dye.
The rod but hurts your body,
While lies deform your soul;--
Don't mind the present smarting,
Keep the spirit pure and whole.
But I am sure that mamma
And papa, too, will try
To help you children tell the Truth,
Nor drive you to a lie.
They will not punish harshly,
Nor when they're angry, quite;
Nor promise, and then fail to do,--
But always lead you right.
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_LITTLE MOSES._
In the Talmud you will find it,--
In the quaint and curious lore
Of the ancient priests, or Rabbins,
Whom the people bowed before;
Find the story of an infant
Sitting on the kingly knee;
"Little Moses," Pharaoh calls him,--
Crowing loud in baby glee.
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And the banqueters were cheering,
When the infant with a spring,
Reached and caught the crown that rested
Upon Pharaoh's head, as king.
Caught t
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