But, children, you should never let Such angry passions rise; Your little hands were never made To tear each other's eyes.

For Satan always finds some mischief still for idle hands to do.

Learn good-humor, never to oppose without just reason; abate some degree of pride and moroseness.

Affect not little shifts and subterfuges to avoid the force of an argument.

And he that does one fault at first And lies to hide it, makes it two.

When I can read my title clear To mansions in the skies, I'll bid farewell to every fear, And wipe my weeping eyes.

Among all the accomplishments of youth there is none preferable to a decent and agreeable behavior among men, a modest freedom of speech, a soft and elegant manner of address, a graceful and lovely deportment, a cheerful gravity and good-humor, with a mind appearing ever serene under the ruffling accidents of human life.