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shore in a field between Gleave's Hotel and Monks'
Ferry, and afterwards to provide them with tea and bun-
loaves at the Town hall.

In consequence of the Queen's visit, no cotton will be
offered for sale on Thursday or Friday.

HER MAJESTY'S GUARDS OF HONOUR

One of the members suggests that a requisition be given
to the members to appear in full dress, end thereby give
effect and uniformity, in keeping with all the other
arrangements.

MEDAL OF THE QUEEN'S VISIT.—Mr. Walmesley, Of
Lord-street, has submitted to our inspection a chaste
medal, commemorative of her Majesty's visit on Thursday
next. The medal has been struck by an eminent manu-
facturer in Birmingham, and is designed principally for
the use of schools.

WELCOME TO THE QUEEN !

BY MR. J. H. HALL

Oh I bold have been our monarchs, chivalrous unto death;
The battle-cry e'er found a voice e'en with their latest breath:
And fearless too our island Queens, when foes have neared our

coast—
Britannia rules, Regina's self has bravely led the host,

How nobly Boadicea trod the battle's iron car;
And regally Caractacus, that fine old man of war,
Maintained his kingly dignity when carried chained to Rome—
The rough-and-ready majesty of Albion's island home.
Oh gallant was King Harold when he charged with might and

main
The stalwart foe of Vikings, the ocean-quelling Dane ;
Unflinchingly he lost the fight on Hastings' bloody field,
And left his body on the plain—his soul could never yield,

NVhen Richard of the Lion-heart the English flag unfurled,
The gauntlet for supremacy against the world was hurled ;
His ever was the foremost place, and, battle-axe in hand,
He hew'd his name in Glory's fane, where Fame shall let it
stand.

And when indeed has kingly boast so ably been upheld—
The valiant sons of ancient sires have never yet berm quelled;
And the overgrowth of good and great to which this land gave
___ birth

Her sturdy sons with supple arms have scattered through the
earth.

But yonder glides a " FAIRY" ship, some burthen of great store
Is borne upon her gallant deck along the sea-girt shore;
A thousand vessels follow on like billows on the tide,
A million voices rend the air with shouts of joy and pride.

Oh 1 what is the compelling pow'r that actuates the throng?
E'en busy Commerce hushed awhile, th' admiring groups among,
Stand rapt, surrounded by her sons, of ev'ry race and clime,
And never was such unison since Chaos fled from Time.

It is—sublime in might and truth—the Sea-Queen of our Isles,
Whose pow'r rests on her people's faith, her pleasure on their
smiles ;
And nations, tired of envying, with one consent approve
How truly great the unity of majesty and love.

She comes to view her people's wealth—the Queen-bee of the
hive—
Where in the well-stored honeycomb ber toiling lieges thrive—
A band of loyal devotees, who no allegiance own,
Save Britain's right, and Britain's might, their Monarch, and
her Throne.

Then welcome! 0 thrice welcome! Victoria, to our shore!
Three thousand times three thousand cheers, and then three
thousand more,
Shall rise in ceaseless plaudits from the animated scene
Where the prayer of British hearts shall be, that God may save
their Qv een.