The New York herald., 1845-01-12
(For the New York Herald
The Presidents Levee.

WAsHiNoroNUM, JANuARius PRIMO, A D. l645-
Our tributs to the day we bring
Ceme pass tae toast around
Bravo o the Herald enterprise
Peace and roast bet abound
Christ save the ladies, all amen!
(Souice Of our joy and tears)
Drain. General, drain our hest Champagne,
In blessing on the dears.
We love them as we love the sun
After cloudy spell;
The young-the old-aye, every one,
The spinster and the belle.
Bet your guitar, my PIT sweet Bet,
Run DER your symphonee,
And strike the string, while we shall sing
The Presidents leyce.
The New Year comes, with the genial light
And warmth of opening spring;
And the girls, like April butterflies,
Are ali upon the wing;
The avenue is throngd all through,
As far as you can see,
With the grave and guy, all on their way
To the Presidents levee.
We've walked up ON the Capitol,
A straight and measured mile
But where's good Martin Rannahan,
With his accustom'd smile
Aud, by St. Paul I. the people all
Are mix in the melee,
To find old John, and the goings.on
At honest Johns levee.
beg your parden. General G.,
For tramping on your ties
And, Lady T., did not see
My hat against your nose;
And" Jesus how they squeeze US, now,
To that small room, where he,
Old John, attends TO greet bis friends,
hso nau Irue
All here at last and this is callu
The "Elliptioal Saloon"-
Come, frisnds. don't jam us quite so fast.
You'll haul up just as soon.
plain old chsp is honest John,
AS we and all agree,
Plain as herring, and as thin
But where's the greEt levee
"Good morning, Mr. President,
A happy New. Year sir,
And to the bonny White House bride,
The same in full TO ner
And to her fair friends, ranged in line,
All coDquering ss We see,
A lucky f,ng Of the silken string,
This New Years Day lovee."
Thus pass'd we, neigh Dor Brown and !,
Into the famH East Room,
With it's old and dingy csrpetipg,
And general air Of gloom
Long John, or lang, above the gang,
{" Stood like a tower" while we
Were sque. ziLg in. through thick and thin,
To hunt up the levee
And jolly rnm old Commodorss,
And Ministers in lace,
And Middns stumbling DER their swords,
Were clu, tered in the place;
Calhoun Cave johnson, w. II Polk,
A ~ froo
Were locking round, W tn cir profound,
Like us, for the letee.
And ionpd and round. we wound and wound,
Among toe radiant bellies,
And high and lov subcrdina'es,
AID plain and fancy sweiIs.
And every soul did ses m perplexd,
And vexd as much as we,
That the music OF the red-cost band,
And a single eri RI ry ler's hand,
And squ., ~ /" the crowd, aud place to stand
And the be-, grin that you could commend,
For the ladies' Smiles so warm and bland
And stare At III. would be great and grand,
And Sigh end lookout for the land,
Made up old Jshn's .tvee.
Not even bite Of bread and cheese
The thing was hardly fair,
Not even Taste OF eau de rie,
Although the smeli VAS there;
Nothipg 10 eat nor TO imhibe,
But every thing 10 see
A day,s snbscriptop, one would think
Had raised some fruits and cakes and drink,
For the Presidents levee
Well done. Old Veto, after oil,
And 20 his uipsome wife;
Bu' ( " y, ,sponabihti,s,
And a long aud iovn e life.
Cot bless our land-land oi the brave,
The beau it'll and Tee;
Bnt " n. vt new yrar, Uncle Sam,
DJt't treat bi. friends TO something jam,
A bite 10 ea', ard gerteel dram
We would not give Cape Cod clam,
Or single continental d-m,
For the Presidents levee. Bon
1e adopt the riversa prom ourcistion here - wit
,e, and not the nit French lev-ray
.crorY BubNEp This morning, about ft
,ck, the "Eagle" cotton factory OF the AssiDpi
,x, at Trenton. N. j., belonging to VAIN & Leami
lis city, Yves destroyed py fire II was a hapdso
tory brick buidir the whole II ,terior Of which
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