The Sun.
London, England, 1851-05-01 00:00:00

SONNETS.

LONDON AND TUE EXHIBITION OF 1851.
The city of the world ! propitious thought!
Like some proud queen arrayed for conquest, waits
Expectant —oped are all her royal gates—
Her palace chambers too of cry stal wrought.
And now the arms of gathered nations see!
Bear to her lap the fruits of golden hours!
From Persian looms soft garbs, and woven flow'rs—
Wools from Cashmere, and silks from Lombardy!
From Gre& ce her sculpture—from Japan rich wares!
Lace from Bohemia—and from " Sister France"
A thousand fabrics! while Ceylon prepares
Her precious woods, the tide of wealth t' enhance!
And in the midst see! Angenora* stand,
To crown the triumphs of our native land!
E. E. M. K.
* The Goddess of Industry.

SONNETS ON THE INAUGURATION OF THE
WORLD'S EXHIBITION OF 1851 BY HER MA-
JESTY AND HER ROYAL CONSORT.
AFIVOY 71 70 I.I,,EXCOOEY
TEXYCZO'vrEp EXtia'Excuy.
Blow up the trumpets, let the organs peal,
And choruss'd hallelujahs greet the skies;
From loyal lips let England's Anthem rise,
And pray'r and praise the Festival reveal.
No Alexander's Feast, for kingdoms thrall'd—
No gory circus brutalize the eyes—
But triumphs, priceless to the good and wise,
With earnest acclamations are install'd.
Triumphs of genius, science, skill, and taste,
Of regulated, yet stupendous, pow'r ;
From ev'ry quarter of the globe embrac'd,
Exalt the mark'd occasion of the hour.
Trophies of peace, through whose transcendant worth
The men who love their kind would civilize the earth.

Aloft, in Christian state, with brow serene,
Sits our liege Lady, Britain's Empress-Queen.
Domestic virtues adding to her Crown,
Its never-perishable, best renown !
Her princely partner, fondly, by her side,
(Their cherish'd offspring group'd around the throne),
Partakes the grand ovation, and with pride
Smiles on the scene whose thought was first his own.
Behold, in rob'd procession, round the aisles,
The Royal Patrons lead their dazzling files.
To music's thrills, and murmurs of delight,
The moving pageant glows upon the sight;
Threads the vast bounds. and, when its course is done,
Our British Queen proclaims the world's great fete begun.
THE AUTHOR OF RURAL SONNETS.
Inner Temple, April 28, 1851.

TO THE EDITOR OF THE SUN.
SlR,—The concentration of the developed glories of a
long peace in the progressive genius and industry of men
are now brought within the Glass Palace in Hyde-park.
The epoch is no less great to England as a nation than
gratifying to her sons. But, bir, the opening of the
Exhibition is marked with that contemptible pounds,
shillings, and pence crudity which will provoke the
worst spirit and disposition of English, and the most
sovereign disgust of foreign, exhibitors towards the
whole design, if not towards its author.
I cannot, in common with other exhibitors and early
subscribers to the undertaking, resist the expression of
my profound indignation at the exclusion of those who
constitute the vitality of the whole project. What would
Prince Albert's world wide proposal have amounted to
it it had not been responded to by the inventive genius
of the world—the talented men of the whole universe?
And is it now possible that, as chairman of a committee
which governs the Exhibition, he has sanctioned the
issuing Ll' a mandate of exclusion to those very men who,
having so generously responded to his Royal Highness's
invitation, are now in London to attend upon their pro-
perty, and to give their time to his support, as the
author of the project; and is it not monstrous that they
cannot attend to that property to-morrow without pay-
ing the same admission tee as those for whose gratifi
cation they have laboured, and for which their goods
are to be exhibited.

A more meagre-minded emanation from man could
not have been conceived; and I candidly confess that I
shall not be sot ry to see the expressed determination of
several parties to pay their admission fee, for the pur-
pose only of covering over their property, carried into
effect.

The estimated number of exhibitors, as principals,
now in London, does not exceed one-fourth of the
whole; and, in the name of common honesty, leaving
the courtesy due to them out of the question, I ask you,
Sir, as a public journalist, to use your aid in denouncing
this most unjustifiable conduct of this managing com-
mittee, whose present importance is afforded them by the
very men they have so wantonly insulted.—l am, Sir, &c.,
ONE OF THE EXHIBITORS.