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THE youthful hope, the youthful smile, That gild our journey o'er, Like man, but stay a little while, Then sink to rise no more.

 

THE rash resolve, the headlong course, The heart too quickly set, Make bitter work for deep remorse, And for a long regret.

Then bow to hear this lesson meek, And let it check thy pride; Be swift to hear, and slow to speak, And cautious to decide.