The herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1835-1837, 1837-02-17
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The Devils Sunday Walk I'm Ne w SOrA-'

IFof the Herald
e Devils Sunday Walk I'm Ne W sSKA
One Sunday morn the Devil woke
From dreams OF hellish pain,
Aad TIN owing on bis birthstone coax,
He sailed forth for game
For though he knew that day was gis'n
To God, by common consent . :,
Yet he thought he'd see, 'twxt hell ana hcaVHs~
That day, how the balance went.
London was stale, and Paris staer;
lie for something new did banker;
So Icing little the fastest s;uer
In New York soon droPd anchor
He walked the Broadway TO aud fro
And he CRASHED his teeth with rage,
As he ma ked tie crowds to church thar sow,
In this church gong age.
Their serious gait and looks demure,
Made him almighty mad;
They seemd nf salvation SO secure
Quo he, tis a little toobad
Still as the porS stream swept on,
For spite he grew Qut pale; l,r
But-ony hung his TAIL
He pau ,ed before pile from whence
The soemn organ pealea,
And round the d or The PROSTATE poor
In lowly reverence Aneeid
And he thought at first, he had got the worst
Then he sand, with asneer, i've nothing TO fear
Rome ever hath been my Jfieady
A s,eepled church he catered sexi,
Whose rites on the others border.
And be felt Ter time a kind o. vext
To see such decoris ana order.
As he glsw'rd around in some dismay
His hea I grew rather lighter;
For he saw e'e tn pal 1t, N proud array
The crook and tordiy mite.
And when the surpliced priest TO pray
Bee an, he recovefed the shock;
Hol ho sud Satan, need not stay,
lisa chip 0f me old block!
As he ssuntered about he heard shout,
Between laugh and groan,
And he catered TO what they were about.
For he guess d they were some OF ms own.
A tossing esawd there met his sight,
OF every age and form,
And each seem ID striving, with all his might,
To capture heavea BY Storm
And ever, rs the din broke out,
lie uto red u scornful h0i
And he swung his birthstone cloak about
With the ar Off Broadway seas
Go on" said III. Devil withg,. ", for though
Here tears and groans aboun,O
John wesley was sturdy foe
hts mantle fell 10 the grounc7 I
He passed on, to where seen,
In letters large engraved,
Tabernacle, which he knew 10 mes :,
Here sinners souls are saved.
And the Devil paused and prepared f. tthe WORST
And his brsw grew black with fro W. ,,,er, frs,
John Knox," he matter2d, thsa eve N"NN '
In the ranks to smitc me down
But bashfulress, 'twixt me and you,
IL not the fault OF our age,
And the Devil 10 give lie Devll ms due)
Hath amazing moral courage!
So in sialked he, surprises. to find
The meeting so We thin,
For only few manned behind
To expia,e their STA
And the 6snd drew near, with awe and fear
The molly rite 20 view
Bat his spirits rose, towards the close
As he gard on the IDLY crew
He knew at once, for the Devils no Ounce,
Indeed he's ffs rate phienoloKlsi
To find himself there was all very iair,
And n. eded no apoiogst
And there were maiJens in beauty's bloom,
And men in mani sod's prime,
And age that tottercd TO tbs tonlp,
lyon the verge OF tune.
And one fair girl among the rest,
His fancy seemed To take,
For the Devil, on a hands It's coniessd'
ba DEVIL too, ola rake
Her drooning eyes, her brow 90 EAir,
FIerlocks Of paly gold;
Rich lips. which parted seemed in prayer.
Enchanting to behold.
And as he bent his ardent gaze,
His stern brow seem to sadden-
Perhaps he thought Of form. rdays
or Eve and the garden "a Eoen.
And the Devil heavcd suphsrous sigh,
And wsked he could forget
Fer rs curse neai b which they lie,
Tne devils can feel regret
But soon beneath that downcast lid
Pickering fire he sped,
winch thoughts tray q that place iofpaa,'
But nature Id not hide.
And the Devil was ware that a conely youth,
Who set that maIden n'gh,
That leok retu, ned, With one that bnr1eu'
FSem the corn e oil his eye.
And IN bet a nj horb,e thoughts let sip,
There were IN that s,o,, % elancs,
Fen tchi q. the cup tsai heT1h-
Woke tho Devil ffoSi his trance
And close beside, an ancient dame,
As she manbled the brr oil hic
Exuifi.igiy thought ct the gr CT and shafns
Ola mofasr before SHE'S a vile
Aud svsy beard mcn vi palsicd hands,
As they DER tho altar bent, .
Were draa mig on the pic Of lntds,
Or h,to fhey might raise the rent
All playing with d cad eternity,
A. a Dutchman play atbsws, $3.50.
Eating and driakinz, wtbouteyer Thinking
Damnaon 70 their souls
Then the sends dc rht, d. what he might,
Broke forth vii h mound and a shou',
Now who shall dare" cried the Pnnce oil TIE AT,
MY sovereignty 10 doubt
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