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Show KEEP TO YOUR OWN AFFAIRS. Oh, how hard it appears to let others alone, . And those with most sin often cast the first stone. What missiles we scatter as onward we pass, ; Tho our own house is made of most .delicate glass. Let the wise man, while hunting, pause ere he shoot At scampering folly in harlequin suit; He'll find himself motley in what he himself wears If he'll trouble himself with his own affairs. An acquaintance stands up with reproving re-proving advice, When the friend of our soul would be sparingly nice; For people will see but their own candle shine, Tho they stick it right under a gunpowder gun-powder mine. Faults and errors clog up like a snowstorm, snow-storm, I ween. And we've got a back yard of our own to keep clean, And 'Iwould save us all many troubles and cares, If we would trouble ourselves with our own affairs. |