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WARNINGS AND ADMONITIONS.
5 " Flee to the mountain; freely breathe The balmy breeze that fans its side,
The joys of liberty receive ;
Drink of salvation's mighty tide—
Shout, as ye press with vigour on,
The plain is pass'd—the mount is won."
C. L. B.
80 L. M.
THE BOWL. q
BY LIEUT. G. W. PATTEN, U. S. ARMY.
1 OH ! shun the bowl!—the draught beware, Whose smile but mocks the lips of men; When foaming high with waters rare—
Oh ! never touch the goblet then. With friends we love tho' sweet to sip,
The nectar'd juice at close of day, Yet trust ye not the syren lip
That wins to cheat, and lures to slay.
2 Oh ! shun the bowl—as thou would'st leave
The poisoned spot where reptiles tread ; Lest widow'd hearts for thee should grieve—
For thee, untimely tears be shed. Yea ! thine may be the fearful lot
To prove, ere time hath dimm'd thy brow, A sire—and yet the witness not
Of them who weep his broken vow.
3 Hast thou a bride whose every sigh
Deep trembles with the joy it gives ? Hast thou a child whose meek mild eye
Lives in the light its father lives ? Then shun the bowl!—the draught beware,
Whose smile but mocks the lips of men; When foaming high with waters rare—
Oh never touch the goblet then !