The Arkansas advocate., 1834-04-18
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 POETRY.
TFoR THE ADVOCATE.
LOS TIEMPos.-CANTo XI.

LOS MPOS.--CANFOA AI. Suppose we take our hero up once more For I'm afraid the preface might spin out, A long as when swayed the per before-- Until { might be something of doubt, Whetherl meant to name him any more So what has Sir Ayunta been about, Since our poetic barque Iasf ran aground, Though now once more ahoat 50 taunt and
 sound We left him safe in Boston, believe, philosophizing upon Government, And watching like very son of Eve The endsaon which our mighty ones are
 bent And learning that the fabrics that men
 weave, And all the schemes to which their life is
 lent, Their toll, ambition, rivalry and care, Are something emptier than the empty air. And so, of course, the consequence soon
 was,
 That like too many others he began To judge that he had found sufficient cause r U soori, and to detest his fellow man. Perhaps he had-I have no time to pause, The question like T casuist to discuss 
 That such is commonly the case with youth. He saw men bowing every way to gold He saw base men by wealth stand proudly The while they did their nobler brother
 hold Under their feet, and to his lips the cup Of slavery, debasement, want, and cold, Fierce scorn, they did present, and made
 him sup-- For he was poor, and they forsooth were
 rich, Though fouler souls ne'er clnng to heIl's
 most lothesome ditch. He saw men forging chains in secret, for Their own souls and their children sand
 upraising Pgans unto their master--and he saw The holders of fat offices, disgracing The land of freedom and the name of law, And scourgipg the low mob, while they
 were praising Tho man that had insuted them, and
 placed His foot upon their neeks, in his wild haste. He saw man that was the peoples choice, Grasping al power--nsurping ny degrees A stretch of power that made the peoples
 voice, Like the slow winds voice wandering thro'
 the trees, A senseless ,valueless and powerless noise-- Until he struck fair Freedom to her knees, And while her eyes were blind ed with her
 blood, He in his majesty above her stood. And so he turned his footsteps to the West; Twas told hini that there vas a people
 there,
 Cradled in innocence on natures breast, Simple in habits as tiy people were And there lie thought that he would like
 to rest For he was told the land as passing fair-- Until he might dream out this weary
 dream, And sink to sleep within oblivion's stream. So taking bills of credit, and such things, All necessary matters in these days, lAnd he had learned that money always
 brings Respect and comfort in thousand ways, And packing up his watches, trunks and
 rings,
 And paying tailor's bills as every gentle-
 nun pays, And doing sundry other like minutia, The which to do in one small day. would
 pnsh ye, He went and paid his devoirs to the ladies, And told them he was going off, whereat Some looked quite cold and grim, and so
 he paid his Respects and moved, and some like stat Aud wept, ia iachrymcsc concern maid
 isl And then he " "piped his eye' too, and all
 that And some went fairly into the hysterlcs, I'o whom he camphor gave and Tom
 Moore's lyrics. And the next morning, ere the sun clomb
 mp Out of the sea, he cIomb into the stage-- Having first taken at the bar a sup Or aqua yite-for, though twas the rage, As still lis, to denounce the sparkling cup, Still he was not exactly of tue age Or blood tojoin Temperance Society," We'll have him do 1t shortly, for variety. Not that mean by any means tu sheer tsuch Societies-nay, heaven forfend Because whatever mankind hold most
 dear Their peace of mind, good name, all things
 that lend Attraction to this life and this dull sphere, lntemperance doth in one wid e ruin hlend From health makes sickness from proud
 fame, disgrace And doth the man below the brute debase. Great Heaven that man .si!s ii. ike iiit.,-
 self thing Below the brute--to grovel in the dust His speech become asenseless muttering- His god-like reason from her station
 thrust That minds which once with strong, ,untir-