THE BANE AND ANTIDOTE.-
Disease, and all his grisly train,


Are now upon the wing again.
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THE BANE AND ANTIDOTE.-
Disease, and all his grsly train,
Are now upon the wing again.
Wrap'd thick fogs or chilling showers,
They come, 10 rack these frames Of oun.
Lo Bilious Cholic leads the van,
The mortal enemy Of man:
Dyspepsia marches by his side,
Sezing victim at each stride.
Rheumatic gout, and Pleurisy,
For their dread share put in plea.
Ague and Fever, Cough, Catauh,
Are armed to carry on the war;
While fierce C0nsumption-form Of fear
Cuts OF the stragglers in the rear.
Colds, intermitteHts inflammation,
Of every denomination,
Morbid disorders Of liver
Diseases of the vital river,
That, wandering through the maize of veius
The system succors and s!stans-
Are az this season all too rife,
And, Vampire-like, their food il life.
Diseases seeds are in the air
For their dread contact then PREPARE!
Az Jackson laughed at British brags,
Ensconced behind his cotton bags,
And, knowing how his guns TO train,
Swept the inyades from the plain
30 you may laugh at deadliest ills
II your defence is PETERS PILLS!
They sweep disc ase away at once,
As surely as Old Hickory's guns
And, like the foes taught to fly,
They come back their luck to try.
Cholic, Dyspepsia, Fevers, Chlls-
Avaunt! My SPELL is PETERS PILLS!
PaircIpAL OFrcE, i25 Fulton, aner Of Nassau street
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