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From the New London Advocate.
TEMPERANCE DOXOLOGY.
Praise God for murmurng rills and streams,
For dmpled waters clear and bright,
Cool babbling brooks, and fountains pure
And laughing lakes in liquid light.
Praise God for songs of gushing floods,
From clefted rock and rugged steep
Where tiny shells, with princely pearls,
In sweet communion calmly sleep.
Praise God, whose mighty hand hath stayed,
The burning tides of death and hell
And for the trusty traveller formed


Soft gushing spring and moss grown well.
Praise him whose spirit gently led


The wanderer back to heaven and home
And ere the spoilers snare was set,


Preserved him from the drunkard's doom.
Praise God for friends and happy home,
For souls redeem'd, conquering host
For blessings undeserved, though free
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost





THE GROG-SELLER'S INVITATION
Come rest this counter thou stricken loafer,
Though the pavements thy couch, come here jolly
topper
Here still is the friendship cloud can Ger cast,
No malice destroy-while thy money shall last.
o! what was rum made for, if 'twere not for man
To sell and make money fast as he can?
Though thy friends shall all seek to persuade thee
away,
Yet stay, entreat thee, oh stay, loafer, stay.
Though the wife of thy bosom heart broken should
weep,
Though the long lonely night forbds her to Sleep
Though the smiles Of thy babe may allure thee away
Yet stay, entreat thee, oh! stay, loafer, stay.
Here still amid scenes of enjoyment you'll revel,
Keep bright all day, and drive care 10 the devil,
While you keep up your scores you're welcome to
stay,
But your pockets are empty-haste, loafer, away