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SLANDER
"A shining mark," heart! Yes, what were the use
For slander to rain her vile storms of abuse
On the low and unclean? Her work's to defame
With her subtle poison honor's bright name.

If we stop, says the bard, whene'er foul breezes blow
Across our life path, we will go very slow;
Now my heart, if you'd stop for each threatening squall,
You know very well you would not go at all!

"For meddlesome tongues must have something to do,"
Ah! heart, you can witness that saying true;
And what brilliant imag'nations have some folks you know,
The great poets themselves, can't surpass them, I vow—