THE REFORM.
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The Devil sat in his birthstone hall,


Far off in the shades OF night,
And the lamps that hung on The sooty wall,
Filled TO the brim with alcohol,


Gave a blue internal light
= He had lately heard sad report,


From which he had caught the blues,
For steamer had just arrived at port,
And brought from his majesty's earthly cour,
Most melancholy news.
The sons of Emerald Isle, (oood souls,)
That had served him long and well,
Had written their names on the temperance


rolls,
And leaving forever their whiskey bowls,
Had turned their steps from Hell.
And he heard that to each medal bright,
Old Father Matthew had given;
And he stamped and raved, as well he might
For he knew 'lwas pass to the world OF light
And..a current coin IN Heaven.
And papers he took from our own fair land
That contained Temperance speech,
And he read it o'er with trembling hand,
For he knew that his throne must cease tc


stand,


When drunkards began to preach.
And he read Of armies that far and wide,
Were sworn to the cause Of truth,
And the devil sank in his chair and sighed,
For he knew his legions could meier abide,
An army of temperate youth.
ooh, wel,' said he, 'Pve comfort yet,'
And he grinned, and laughed, and chatter'd
4 hardly think that shall fret
The drunkards were always a vulgar set,
And their clothes were old and tattered.
Pm glad they are gone, and this shall be
An era in my reign, a'a.
For now I'll have reform you see,
Henceforth the genteel ones for me,
The lovers of Champagne
Hencelorth the rich, the proud, the great,
They are able to buy good wine;
The fool that lolls in the chair of state,
The foppish sweA with a brainless pate,
The respectable are mine'