Morning journal and courier., 1882-06-27
Yale Presentation Day.

The Poem and Oratfon-The Clnss Histor-
 ies-June Roses-The Prizes-The Yale
 Arrivals.
 Yale commencement week with its accom- panying fine June weather, fine but extreme ly sultry, brings the usual influx of visitors to our fair City of Films. Yesterdays event, the most interesting event of the week to hundreds, Presentation day,-came off with the customary eclat. The morning ex- ercises at Battell chapel, the delivery of the class oration and poem, were att snded by the usual brilliant throng, and graced by many fair faces. Prayer was offered by President Porter. The poem by Joseph E. Whitney, of Cromwell, was worthy of the occasion @ cul- tivated and able production, and the choice of Mir. Whitney for this. one of the special honors of college life, was eminently justi-
 fled by his work. A few selections here and
 there will attest it's merit.
 Fair as Andromeda beside the sea,
 Her beauty chained betw cen two mighty rocks, Or ike bright ermaiden giad aud fee Resting among the crags to coub her locks, Our city sits, above the battles sh cks Of tide and tempest, in her beauty 8 pride, Robed in her peerl ss garmenture that mocks The vesture flowing down GodIvas side, When clothed in tresses through the town she rode uneyed.
 She is regal city, and she sits With queenly grace upon her splendid throne
 Rock WI ught ot such huge blocks as Nature splits From the vast mountains of unshdpeu stone 1 Whene er her wJrk subnmest would be shown; 1 With such art when giant warning love, | On Pelion piled Ossa overthro >n, | And thence to threaten heaven boldly strove;
 Till Saturn's Son his foes to lowest Hades drove.
 In einter when the trees stand bare and stark, 1 When snowy nlusses on the branches grow, l And icy armOr gathers on he bark, | It seems some fragile fabric that a blow 1 Would snatter, spun fro crystal but for show. l And when, the long night through storm bedi m ] The sky, and tempest seawIuds roaring go,
 With minstrel touch. through the vibrating limbs, | In grand orchestral notes peal it's Eolian hymns.
 When Spring comes softly breathing OCT the land 1 With warmer sunshine and light April shower, | And gentle tropic sea breeze, moist and bland, Awakening earth with curious power, | The city blossoms like mighty flower l Full set with tutted petals luslrous green, Each one 8 tree whJse branches arch and tower | Above the city roofs, spreading screen, And all the eye behulds IS a lair woodland scene l How the leaves in the sunlight toss and dance! l thoD sand shades of changipg green and gray, GleamngsAnd cUrruscating With each glance. l Now the wild west wind in his mimic play l Dashes his brush across the picture gay, l And To, q sudden streak of si bright, l And with auother stroke, the quick display Of shining green 0. at the suus light l mellow go -den halo fading into night.
 The poem was warmly received by tn
 
 the singing of the parting ode, to the ali
 Mary land, My Maryland," by the sam
 author. It is as follows: 1 Swift our .ollege as have passed, ike vision feetiLg, Filled with joys too bright last, Down the years retreat1ng, And the earnest call | If the years advancing, l Speaking to us and all, breaks the dream entrancing, l While swell the parting strain, l Be it softly spoken, We shall never meet again l In d band unbrUken. 1 But tn ugh sever ed far and wide, ! With scenes delighted, Time idle eau oivide l Hearts at Yale united. 1 And whatever may ensue Furtuhe less Ir greater, We will live 'E ghty-two, And for 1ma Mater. Then before the last farewell l Let us pledge to cherish In our hearts the happy spell l Till remembrance perish