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INFANT-TRAINING.
Let the first sounds that greet the infant earBe pure and healthy: tones of voice may teach,
And looks are lessons fully within reach.
The A B C of love, long ere they hear
The sweet word syllabled, may be learned clear:
The thing itself will better sermons preach
Than pulpits; its observance spare the breach
Of God's commandments more than threats and fear.
Let their first songs be bird-like melodies,
Simple, yet beautiful; Mozartean!
And ever, larklike, rising to the skies.
That pure taste, formed, remain as it began.
Print, picture, floor-tile, in dumb-eloquent wise,
Reach heart through eyes, and form the future Man!
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