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 Now you'r crying! Are'nt you well? What's the matter? Mary, tell?

THE FIRST LIE.

Brother, do not Ask me why! Yet, you'll hear,— I've told a lie!

And here, shut up, I'm doomed to stay, And weep and mourn The livelong day!

Dear Harry I'm Afraid that you And Harriet, Will hate me too.

For, since I've told This lie, mamma Don't speak to me, Nor does papa.

Not once upon me Have they smiled, Since I was such A wicked child.