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Fresh from the louln of feeling g.-Percual.


For the Columbian Fountain.


STANZAS,
Descriptive Of Banner painted by Mr.. j. A
Simpson, TO be presented on the 4th OF July
by the Ladies Of Georgetown, ID. c., to III
Potomac Division, No. S, Sons Of Temper
ance.


Well hast thou, friend, the banner wrough
With colors bright and rare
MAY all who look thereon be taught
The lesson pictured there!
In contrast bold, thy emblem shows
What joys on temperance wait,
And the dire despair and misery


That is the drankard's fate.
mid rocks, and storm, and darkness, see
The wine-god whitening lies,
Whilst the harsh thunders shock the air,
And the lightnings rend the skies
Behold him at his PROSTATE length,
With the serpent at his side
The false fires of his eyes are gone,
And conquered is his pride.
With groans and anguish lies he there,
And the scene is dark around,
BY the strong arm Of temperance; he
In servile chains is bound.
Temperance has cast his cup away,
That goblet Of despair.
Wherein concealed viper lurked
For the victim, unaware.
The fierce winds snap the tender tree,
And, from his rocky lair,
A kissing, highway scorpion crawls,


Full in the lightnings glare
But he shall, like yon serpent, die
Foul followers. of him.
Who boasted SO his strength of yore,
Now bound in every limb. .. Ill.,.
All fettered. powerlsss, his teeth
He gnashes; and in vain
He struggling strains his swollen arms,-
He cannot break the chain
With what bold, majestic air, a
Stands the Goddess Temperance
Serene-a conscious victor. she
Casts rounds her searching glance.
How fair the fields anear her glow,
The lands Ger which she reigns
How smile the gently rolling hills,
And the flower enamelled plains
A crystal fountain in the midst.
In the golden suns bright rays.
For aye, TO glad her subjects sight,
With sparkling water plays.
A grateful GOODNESS that fair fount,
Round in the sweet air sheds;
And calm, and free from gloomy clouds,
The pleasing prospect spreads.
Their fragrant breezes ever float,
All nature laughs with JOY,
And ne'er tempest comes TO blast.
Or the peaceful days annoy.
See yon gay, huttering, silken band,
Full flashing on the sight,
With the Poets burning words inscribed
In characters of light!
"Oh that the sons Of men should put,
With such mistaken pains,
An enemy in their mouths TO steal
To steal away their brains ~
No jarring quarrels enter there,
To mar that scene so bleSt,
The very ground bespeake'h peace,
And happiness, and rest.
Well hast thou, friend. the banner wrought.
With colors bright and rare
May all who look thereon be taught
The lesson pictured there.
PHE FOU MT A TN,