TOUCH NOT.
Reading edition
TOUCH not the tempting cup, my boy, Though urged by friend or foe; Dare, when the tempter urges most, Dare nobly say, No—no! The joyous angel from on high Shall tell your soul the reason why. Touch not the tempting cup, my boy; In righteousness be brave; Take not the first, a single step, Towards a drunkard’s grave; The widow’s groan, the orphan’s sigh, Shall tell your soul the reason why.
