Dog Days

Yon re rOMted, toasted, fri.zled, frlcd, Vuur vrry blood is torrlHed ; All Cliristifvn roiufoit Is denied, Pu-days. "l onr I Kick I mimo nuil ymir cnfTn re 11 nip, Vimr t'olher half hulr's out o' crlmp, Tbat "blened baby" bulan "lnip": loL-days. Domestic Bllss. where Is lt wheu One ilv lie lins Ihe buzy. of te, And comes hack o'er and o'er agaln, Llon-days. There Is no thlng you touch but sticks ; No use to "kick agalnst the prlck k!" The Fiend gets in hts blggest licks, Dofdays. Mldst melting mlsery nnd moans, Baoh niiin wouhlglvc mort than ho owns Ouuld be sit down iu hls liones, log-days. Tho woods are drlpplna, dirty, dank, The sky is but a blooming blank, c )iil ProbabllltlM n crauk, Dog-days. Tbo1 Ruslness, Love, Amhltlon, Fume Wilt i ri tlieall-devouring Iliune, KxpcMses (jn on Just the sanie, log-d;l s.