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HARVEST—INTEMPERANCE.

The arable fields and gay meadows behold,
And laughing luxuriant landscape accord,
In tributes of verdure, enamell'd with gold,
The hard-handed husbandman's promised reward.
But pause ere you gather the bountiful crop,
And listen to well meant advice of a friend,
The evils which flow from intemperance stop,
So far as your own good example may tend.
Avoid the inveterate habit of some,
(Excessively foolish, atrociously sinful,)
Now bloated with brandy, now reeling with rum,
Now stuffing with whiskey a spanish brown skin-full.
With the fire of the elements raging without,
If the fire of the still is consuming within,
A body of adamant soon must give out,
And the steel-sinew'd laborer soon must give in.

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A man had much better be burnt at the stake,
For thus he will finish his troubles much quicker,
Than his own carcase take a blue blaze to make,
And be burning for years with the fire of strong liquor.