Litchfield enquirer., 1831-09-08

| Iectlng the general introduction of Intem. Perate habits may be numbered the pro. ductions of Bacchanalan poets. There i. no poetry more fascinating to youthful minds than that which is amatory and An. acreontic. It was saying of some sage ofantiquity, that if he could make the songs of any community, he cared not who made ] the laws, as songs would control in spite of statutes. We will give short specimen of the kind of poetry, formerly all the 1 RAGE, among leaders ofthe TON. DRINKING.
 The thirsty earth soaks up the rain, And drinks and gapes for drink again, And plants suck tn the earth and are With constant drinking fresh and fair: The Sea itself, which one would think
 Would have but little need ofdrink,
 Drinks ten thousand rivers ID,
 So filled that they o'erfIow the cup,
 he busy Sun, (and one oud guess
 By's drunken fiery face no less,
 Drinks up the Sea, and when he's done,
 he Moon and Stars drink up the Sun.
 They drink and dance by their own light
 They drink and,revel ali the night-
 Nothing in Natures sober found,
 But one eternal health goes round.
 Fill up the bowl then, fill it high,
 Ill all the glasses there, for why
 Should every creature drink but I,
 Men ofmora!s tell me why TCowley.1
 This effusion, although it exhibits more rhyme than reason, more poetry than pro- priety, has no doubt, had its influence, and has msde more thousands of drunkards thaG there are letters in its composition. NIet man, whose brain was not affected by something more wildering than the Aonian Till, might see that the Earth. Plants, Sea, Sun, Moon and Stars, if they could be said to drink at all, were water drinkers, and, as such, models of temper ance, instead of patternssof inebriety.- And by very allowable figure of speech they might be said to be all members of ONE GREAT COLD WATER SOCIETY.
 Till within few years, divines, moral lsts and philosophers, seem not to have been aware of the deadly streams which were flowing from polluted fountains of al- cohol. Not only the great vulgar and the little vulgar, but men of the highest refne- ment, and most cultivated intellect were lured by the priests of Apollo to become the votaries of the "rosy god." The bur- then of the most popular di.ties ofthe day, whether sung by lady at party accom-. panied by guita: or piano forte, while " the glasses sparkle on the board" or " belched out in hiccoughs at huskinp frolic, or cogniac club," was in substance, if not in words,
 " Shew me the who refuses his glass,
 And I'll order him hay in d manger."
 Thus beset and beleaguered, can we wonder that young and ardent persons, possessed ofthe temperament of genius" |" should become disciples, devotees, and fi- nally victims to the Moloch of Intemper- ance, disguised as the Genius of Fcstivity :? If the broad way to destruction must be strewed with flowers of Parnassus, and the syrens of song are to beckon us onward, the miracle is rot that many are lost, but that any are savcd.-Ftssenden's Address.
 Miss Landon.-Miss Landon, better known as IL. E. L. the initial poetess, is young lady whose age, at glance, you might estimate at some twenty four or twenty five short of stature figure light and elegant, with "the twinkling feet so sylph-like." If you do not consider her pretty, why you have no taste though, if you analyze the features it would be diff cult to say where the beauty is situated 7; but it is the mind that filings it's charm over all, and the intelligence that beams upon her 'HS eiuO SSNiCt VI tS dttIdCl1OUs Oue dresses somewhat singnlarly; the hair is ti- ed back so as completely to display the forehead, which, however, is not high one, though remarkably broad, intimating d great degree of animation combined with inferior reasoning powers. A bright pair of grey eyes occasionally betray the spirit of song that dwells within, notwithstand- ing the laborous efforts to conceal it. A remarkably small nose, pretty mouth, rath- CT hectic cheeks, and dimplcd chin, com ple.e the inventory of her features. fla stranger were to converse with her, igno- rant of her poetical powers, he would scarcely believe that the 1" Improvisatrice' and Golden Violel'' were the productions of the gay being with whom he had been quadrilling. Her poetry breathes of dis appointed love and broken hearts, nature is its frequent theme, yet the writer never felt the one nor liked the other. Her vol umes are the very excess of the sentimen- tai; she is the very reverse of it. The dance and the crowded assembly are the elements in which she lives, and beyond which she has not a wish or hope. She prefers the atmosphere of a square or cres. cent to the sweet and fresh breezes O spring, and the odours of eau de Cologne to the delicate fragrance of the May flow. CTS. Pity 1t is that mind of so high an or. ! der as MiSz Y Tandopse chou1d ha ~l:llod 4 q.