HAVE A CARE.

The world has many gaudy wings— Have a care! She flits among the flow'rs and sings— Many a snare. Beware Of the hidden poisonous stings. Earth's pleasures are a golden cup— Have a care! She bids you take one little sup— Many a snare. Beware Of the hidden sting in the cup. Earth's riches have a charm most rare— Have a care! She bids you seek a goodly share— Many a snare. Beware— She will sting with many a care. Vain worldly fame's a painted flow'r— Have a care! She dwells in an enchanted bow'r— Many a snare. Beware— She'll chide you in an evil hour. The world is but an empty show— Have a care! Of true joys a dangerous foe— Many a snare. Beware— Her greatest gain's oft deepest woe.