Are eagerly pursued;

So are they loved, men hardly wish

Their appetites subdued.

The exhilarating influence

When loved, who will forego?

The sad effects of these produce

The sum of human woe.

Not we alone the sufferers are;

Our friends must bear a part;

The animation felt by us

With them is a broken heart.

An oft untimely grave the lot,

Of those thus overcome;

What desolation then is felt,

In their once peaceful home?

Ere vigor, health, and life are gone,

Rouse every latent power;

The victory gained, again you’re blest,

Within your own loved bower.

Heed not the tempter when he comes,

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