Should envious tongues some malice frame,
To soil and tarnish your good name,
Live it down!

Grown not disheartened, ’tis the lot
Of all men, whether good or not:
Live it down!

Rail not in answer, but be calm,
For silence yields a rapid balm:
Live it down!

Go not among your friend and say,
Evil hath fallen on my way:
Live it down!

Far better thus yourself alone
to suffer, than with friends bemoan
The trouble that is all your own
Live it down!

What though men evil call your good!
So  Christ himself, misunderstood,
Was nail’d unto a cross of wood!
Live it down!

And now shall you, for lesser pain,
Your inmost soul forever stain,
By rendering evil back again?
Live it down!