Delaware gazette and state journal. (Wilmington, Del.) 1883-1902, 1886-06-17

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In what purported to be a letter from
Washington under the date Of June I'd,
the New York Sun had the following;
The Blissful Event has wakened great
interest among the poets OF England and
America, and the report that Mr.. Oleve-
land Is keeping scrap book or fiorilege
containing the choicest specimens of good
and sweet things said about the marriage
has notably stimulated literary activity.
Since last Saturday, when the marriage
was formally announced to the public,
more than $50 poetieal tributes or epitha-
lamia have been sent TO the White House.
1t cannot be truthfully said that many
Of these are of much merit, and
some Of them are particularly bad;
but hear that the admirable Daniel
means TO have them all copied OF neatly
into book, which will be artistically
bound in Paris, and given to Mr.. and
Mrs. Cleveland. am permitted TO send
you five of these poems, which, from the
celebrity of their authors, will perhaps
attract most attention. Three of these
we're sent by cable, and it is possible that
there may be some inaccuracies of metre
or arrangement in their present form.
Lord Tennyson sent his epithalamium,
O. o. D., to the great disgust of Dan
Lamont, who paid for il out of his own
pocket, The President, by the way,
thinks that Ohilds' little stanza is the best
of all. "And 1 always thought that Mr..
Childs WAS such n sad poet !" said cabi-
net officers wife last night.
FROM ALaERNoN CHARLES swINBuRNE.
In tho barren political waste, a desert OF
downs and OF dunes,
Hath the red rose of love taken root, doth
the light shine of sweet homogeneous:
Though man be as tough as bison, and the
weight OF him eighteen stone,
Yet the shafts OF the Foam Born's son shall
pierce him through marrow and bone.
But soft are the shafts Love speeds and
sweet the wounds he would make,
Oh, Yankee strong-headed and stout, from
the wind-swept Buffalo lake.
For love II the llnchpin Of life, and the souls
that would scorn him are clumps,
And love is the ruler OF kings and the mon
arch OF men and Mugwumps.
With the song that the nightingale sings,
with the lark's note at dawning OF day,
From the dim and the dirty Thames hail
you and hymn you to-day.
sit upon prlncelings and knights, l snort
at things royal and rank,
But bless you, republican Grover, and
bless you, fair heart-queon Frank.
fhom HUBERT bhOWNlNa.
Going to be married Well, love is a sweet
thing;
Love Is a great thing, a beautiful, neat
And man without love is very incomplete
thing,
Love is Democrat, 80 / hear you are;
Stick to 1t manfully, now, you knew few are.
Levels all things, the roso-erossed. All
rank goes downing;
And Love. is poet, the greatest save
Browning.
Love breathes through my pages, his own
wings have famed EN-;
Has Mrs. O. read them, and can she under
stand EN- 7
Well, we'll, children, marriage is what ye
make 1t;
IT'S a pie viii be very much as ye bake it +;
But blessing on you both. No charge.
Take 1t, oh, take 1t.
Life sleeps the sleep OF death II Love comes
not to wake It..
FROM LORD TESSYsoN.
Daughter OF Yankees from Folsomdale,
Blssful bride of Grover O.,
May you he happy as happy can be,
Sailing forever a shining sea,
Urged by Il breeze TINT grows never gale,
But fills with fortune the purple sail.
Daughter OF Folsom Of Folsomdalc,
give the greeting, give thee hail.
All manner of bliss wish to thee,
But as 7. L. mustn't write poetree.
FROM W. WHITMAN. ...-
Washington, Jefferson, Monroe, Madison, j
q. Adams.
Old Hickory, Martin Van Buren,, Zach Tay.
| lor, John Tyler OF Virginia, ct al,
A marriage in the White House! Herr II
do you hear it ?
The sound of ilddling and harplng, the
| sound of minstrelsy.
Memberships Wedding March and Arthur
Sullivan's "Yum YUM
Some of you were married and some weren't
| believe.
wonder Which was the happier
Grover Cleveland is happy anyway.
should shout; wonder II he will
He oughter.
He is said to be the finest man in the world
| Rejoice men and women OF Buffalo, Lusty
throated, shout ye, Hip Hooray Tiger
Rejoice, make u big row, whoop It up OK
tensively and thoroughly,
Ie bulk and sinew of my West, might,
| mother OF people.
With your old rifles used In the Indian ant
Mexican wars
And In the late war,
| With the resonant bulldog revolver, wilt
your thirty-eight calibres,
Colt, Allen, and Wesson, and so on, Boom
Boom
Set OIL the pin wheels, you boysl whiz
| heayen-clambering rocket
Our Grover Is married. -..
Cyclone might Of people feeling pretty well
l know you, l celebrate you, | hallelujal
and hustle,
H0Orayl
Hoop--lal Send me Il bit OF the cake.
FROM q. WASHINGTON cHIIDs, A. NJ.
Alas a sombre muse Is mine,
| Whom Ill beilts the marriage song;
Yet would | coax ono Joyous line:
May you be happy and live long
P.S.-Should you come to Philadelphia
would BIS glad to show you my unrivalet
collection OF teacups.