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golden rules in rhyme.
GOLDEN RULES IN RHYME.
from a matron to a maiden.
"While I touch the string,
Wreathe my brows with laurel;
For the song I sing
Has for once a moral!"—Moore.
Wreathe my brows with laurel;
For the song I sing
Has for once a moral!"—Moore.
Come listen, while in careless rhyme,
Some golden rules I give you
That you may hoard the wealth of Time,
And life may not deceive you.
Some golden rules I give you
That you may hoard the wealth of Time,
And life may not deceive you.
In childhood's hours, when in the sun
Our sportive group assembled,
And off our frail pipes, one by one,
The glittering bubbles trembled;
Our sportive group assembled,
And off our frail pipes, one by one,
The glittering bubbles trembled;
If mine with lovelier lustre shone,
Or higher soar'd,—what trouble!
My brother, leaving all his own,
Blew out my beaming bubble!
Or higher soar'd,—what trouble!
My brother, leaving all his own,
Blew out my beaming bubble!
