sl8 a From the Columbia Washingtonan,
THE SEVEN AGES OF INTEMPERANcE,


APARoDy, from shakspeare's Seven Ages
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. BY III. @. III.


.au the ,cortPs bar room,
And all the men and women merely upplers
They have their bottles and their glasses,
And one man in his time takes many quarts,
His drink being seven kinds. Athrst the infant
Taking the cordial in the nurses arms: gfr
And when the whining school boy, with his


drop isu
Or two of porter, just 10 make him creep
More willingly 10 school. Then the lover,
Signing like furnace o'er his lemonade,
Brewed into whiskey punch. Then soldier,
Full of strange oaths, and reeling with brandy;
Brutal and beasty, sudden and quick in quar-


rel;
Seeking the hydra headed monster, Intemper-


apce,


Even in the gallons mouth. And then the


justice,
In fair round belly with Madeira lined,
Most elegantly drunk, superbly corned,
Full Of wise saws against the use ol ,gln,
And SO he swallows wine. The sixth drink
Shifts into the lean and bloated dram .drlnker !;
A spectacle his nose he's scorched inside
The wretch's ragged hose world too vide
For his shrunk shank; and his once manly


hand tanssj8
Shaking the cup Of tea, well lined with rum,
Seems now five pasied bones Last drink OF


all,


That ends intoxcation's history,
Is Iaudanum, self-murder, long oblivion,
Sans faith, sans hope, sans life, sans every


thing.