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But ah! 't is gone, 't is gone, and never
Mine such waking bliss can be ;
Could I thus but dream of thee !
Where his thoughts on the pinions of fancy shall roam,
When sleep's calm wing is on my brow,
And dreams of peace my spirit lull,
G. D. PRENTICE.
MRS. NORTON'S Drearize
DRESS. - (See APPAREL.)
WINE — TEMPERANCE, &c.
A surfeit of the sweetest things
If all the world
The modest maid But coyly sips, and blushing drinks, abash’d.
SOMERVILE He, who the rules of temperance neglects, From a good cause may produce vile effects.
TUKE. If men would shun swoln fortune's ruinous blasts, Let them use temperance : nothing violent lasts.
W. STRACHEY. The joy which wine can give, like smoky fires, Obscures their sight, whose fancy it inspires.
AARON Hill 'Tis to thy rules, 0 Temperance ! that we owe All pleasures that from health and strength can flow.
Mary ChanDLER. Earth's coarsest bread, the garden's humblest roots, And scarce the summer's luxury of fruits, His short repast in humbleness supply With all a hermit's boord would scarce deny; But, while he shuns the grosser joys of sense, His mind seems nourish’d by that abstinence.
DRINKING - WINE, &c.
Man, being reasonable, must get drunk:
The best of life is but intoxication ;
Byron's Don Juien
BYRON's Childe Harold.
Summon the gay, the noble, and the fair ;
And beauty charms our soul;
DUTY - EATING.
Thou sparkling bowl! thou sparkling bowl!
Though lips of bards thy brim may press,
Joux PIERPONT Inspiring John Barleycorn, What dangers dost thou make us scorn!
'Tis when the fancy-stirring bowl
Doth wake its world of pleasure, That glowing fancies gild my soul,
And life's an endless treasure.
Ah! Brandy, Brandy! bane of life,
Blame not the bowl-the fruitful bowl,
Whence wit and mirth and music spring,
C. F. HOFFMAN
DUTY.- (See CONSCIENCE.)