A POEM-BY JOHN o. ADAMS. Correspondence of the Albany Eyening Journal
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 r. Adams is now n years old. But years have no impression upon his intellect. That is stil and vigorous. He is, as has been so frequently d, always Tn his seat; always watching the se of business, and always ready to shed light up e question before the House. le Hon. Mir. Morgan, whose seat is next to that r. Adnms. has obtained for mo, with permission hIish in the JorrnaI, n copy of the Poem which ,Re. lt was written in July, lS40. under these instances. General Op'e informed Mr Adams young ladies m his District had request m to obtain Mr. As Autographs for them. Ir rdance with this request MT Adams wrote the vng beautiful Poem upon TIE WANTS OF MAN, young lady would not set precious value upon an Autograph from this ilIusIrious Statesman:

 THE WANTS OF MAN. "Man wants hut l:'e here below,

 Nor wants tha. little long"

 Goldsmih's Hermit "Man wants but l'r'e here below, Nnr wants iha, lit'e long" '1'is not with me exactly so,

 But ''is sn ID the song. Nv wants are many, and if told

 Would muster many score; And were ea;h h wish a mint oi gudy still should wish for more. What first want is daily bread,

 And canvas backs and wlne; And all ihe realms of nature spread Before me when ] dine Four courses scarcely can provide

 My appetite 10 quell, With four choice cooks from France beside, To dress my dinner we'll What next want at heavy cost, Is elegant attire; Black sable fnrs for winters frost,

 And silk for summers ire. And cashmere shawls and Brussels lace My bosom's front to deck And diamond rings my hands to grace; And rubies for my neck. And then want mansion fair,

 A dwelling house, in style, Four stories high. for wholesome air, 4 massive marble pile; Win halls for banquets nd f,r halle. All furnishcd rics, and inc; And sta ,iIpd studs in fifty stalls,

 And cellars for my wine ;- want garden and park

 My dwelling to surround, 4 thousand acres, (bess lfe mark,)

 With walls ercompass'd d round, Where forks may range and herds may low, And kids and Ianhkins play And fl ,wers and fruits cOmmingled grow All Eden to display. Iwant, when summers foliage falls,

 And autumn strips the trees, house within the city s waIls,i

 For cnmftHt and for ense- Bu, here, as space is somewhat scnnt,

 And acres rather rave, My housp in Town I only want

 To occupy-a Square. Iwo.t Steward, Butler, Cooke,

 tCoachmnn, Fon,man. Groonls; Aibrnry of ~eli-b bound books,

 And yictrre-uarnished rooms, Corregr"s, Magdalcn and Night

 The Matron of the char: GaldO's fleet conrsers in i,:eir flight,

 And Ciaudes ai least par. l want cabinet profuse

 Of medals, coins and gems: A printing press ioT private use

 or Rfty thousand ems; And plants, and minerals, and shells, Worms, insects, fishes, birds, And every beast on earth that dwelis Ia solitude or herds. want hoard of hurnish'd plate, Of fsilvcr and nt gold. Tureens of tweE'y pounds in weight,

 With scuI p'ure's richest mould. 1la'eaus with chandeliers and lamps, Plates, dishes ali the same: And Porcelain vases with the stamps Ot Severes, Aneouleme. And naples of fair glossy stain

 Must form my chamber doors. And carpets of the Wilton grain

 Must cover all my floors; My walls with Tapestry bedeckd

 Must never he nu'donc, ]-cd damask curtains must protect

 l'Hir colors from the sun. A9d mlrr".~ of ,he largest pane iron 'enIce must be brought; And Sandal wood ard bamboo cane For chairs and taEI.s bought; On all the mantel-pieces, clocks

 Ot thrice gilt bronze must stand. And screens of ebony and hox

 Invite the strangers hand. want-(who does not want ?,.-a wife, Affectionate and fair; To soace all the woes of life,

 And all it's joys to share. or temper sweet-of yielding will, Ot firm, yet placid mind; With all my faults to love me still, With sentiment refined. And as Times car incessan, runs, And Fortune fills my store; want of daughters and of sons

 From eight tU half a score. want-taias! can mortal dare Such bliss on earth to crave D That all the girls be chaste and fair. The boys all wise and brave. And when my bosom's darling sings With melody divine, A pedal harp of many strings,

 Must with her voice combine. A piano, exquisitsly wrought,

 Must open stand. apart; That all my daughters may be taught To win the strangers heart. My wife and daughters will desire Refreshment from perfumes, Cosmetics for the skin require,

 And artificial blooms. The Civit, fragrance shall dispense And treasured sweets return: Cologne revive the Tagging sense, And smoking amber burn. And when, at night. my weary head Begins to droop and dose, A southern chamber holds my bed fcf natures soft rsposs;