Staunton spectator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1896, 1867-11-12
From THE Land we Love. I"
The DEVILS Delight.

To breakfast one morning the Devil came down,
By demons and vassas attended;
A headache had darkened his brow with frown,
From his orgy last night or the weight of his
crown,
But his presence Internal was splendid.
II robe Of red fame was Diavolo drest,
" lshoi}t smutch of cinder to soil it
Blue Dlazes enveloped his throat and his chest,
While the tail, tied with ribbons as blue as the
vest,
Completed his majestys toilet.
No masquerade devil of earth could begin,
With his counterfeit horns and his mock tail,
To look like his model Original Sin,
As of lava and lightning and btters and gin
He sat and compounded a cocktail
But to give in all conscience, the Devil his due,
He seemed sorrowful rather than irate;
And his majesty moped all the dejeuner through
With twitch, now md then of the ribbons blue,
And the look of a penitent pirate.
Then smile, such as follows some capital joke
OF Dickens, q Hood, or Jerrold,
Sweet, playful and tender, all suddenly broke
Ger the face of Sathanas, as turning he spoke,
Co impl bring the file of the Herald
The paper was brought, and Old Nick ran his
eye
I'm default of debates in the Senate)
Over crimes there were plenty, OF terrible dye,
Over letter and telegram SANDER and lie,
And the blatherskite leaders of Bennett
There were frauds in high places, official deceit;
There were sins, we II not name them, of ladies;
There were Mexican murders. and murders In
Crete
By the thousand, all manner of villaines sweet
To the Heralds subscribers in Hades.
But the numberless horrors of every degree
Did not wholly dispel his objections
''The Herald a bore, I'm aweary, says he;
Then, uprising, he added, what's this? TENNEs-
sEET
BY lingo! here's Brownlow's eection
Cried the Dell, growing Joyous and trlsKy
A white-hot ferruginous goblet he bore,
And the liquor was vitriol Straight which he
swore
Was less hurtful than tangle-foot whisky.
Fill upl let us drink" said the Father Of Lies,
To the mortal whose claims are most weighty!
And light diabolic shone out Of his eyes
That made the thermometer instantly rise
To fully five thousand and eighty
81 have knights of the garter and knights of the
lance,
Who shall surely hereafter for sin burn;
have writers of history, ethics, romance,
In England America, Germany, France,
And gay little poet in Swlnburne:
s.Reformers, who go in for Infinite smash;
The widows and orphans oppressor;
D. DIS by the dozen, whose titles are trash
To be written with two little DIS and a dash;
And many a Father Confessor:
''And besides all the hypocrites. chuckled the
Dell
"Who serve me with Ave and Credo,
I have tyrants that murder, commanders that
steal,
Dahomey, Mouravieff, Butler, Mcneil,
Thad. Stevens, Joe Holt, Escobedo:
''But the man of all others the most to my mind
The dearest terrestrial creature.
Is the disappearing priest and the tyrant com
bined.
Who socks at his Maker and curses his kind
In the g&rh Of q Methodist preacher.
t'And so long as of Darkness I'm absolute prince
From has praise there shall be no deduction
Whose acts a most exquisite malice evJnoe
And whose government furnishes excellent hints
Opportunity for HELL's RECONSTRUCTION"
Then she Fiend, with laughter no language may
teil.
Drained BIS cup and, abasing his crown low,
Cried Hip hip hurrah!' and boisterous yell
Went round till the nethermost confines OF He'll
Re-echoed Three cheers for old Brownlow!p