New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1891-03-29
TENNYSON AND THE CHICAGO
FAIR,

,r uo.,d, Fair Auxiliary Association has written 70
Tennyson offering him honorary membership u ,nn
costing that song from his pen to be sung az ' a|
Of the Far would lie appreciated iro"
You must wake and call early, call me early ho'
dear, ,,.,. Az
I'll begrudge the time spend in sleep TINS oris"' w
lightful year, am
NJ other DAYS rve known mother with the present can
compare, A.. Chi
nr I've got pass to the fair, mother, pass to ohi'
cago's fair!
There's many bard In the crude New "oriu' o"' "'
them all l soar. .o,ors
There's Lowell, Whittier, Sedman Holnes-anu uo"0"'
on dozens more, .... ,,,,,,
But never of them all, they say deser'e' WIN
me to class, o.or
So rve got pass to the fair mother, I've got season
pass!
sccn 50 sound on this Isle Of Wight that shall never
wake
Unless YOU pound my head with club, when the DAY
begins to break; -,
repair, -.
For I've got pass to the fair, motier' 'o"''" f,
to the fair!
As came ND the valley, ma, my blood was nigh con-
gcalcd,
4, thc sight Of weeping Western bard, certain Eu-
geniO Field,
He'll not be able to see the far, save he buys him
ticket, alas
While i've got season pass, mother I've got season
pass!
lie thinks me interloper, ma-he's good at odcS h
self 800
So when met him. couldn't keep in, but laughed Ike
tic vercst elf;
lie called mean, top-lofy LORD ouo Oh oou'So
didn't care.
For I'VE got pass to the fair, mamma, season pass
20 the fair!
Perhaps III ask him to go with me tomorrow TO my
den,
And yc Of conrse III be there mother, to see me take
And the bright reporters from far and near shall gather
AZ my abode.
To see me dash of the ode, mamma to sec me Dash vi
the ode!
I'll write the ode in my best best style. and III manage
Ia rhyme Chicago
cThonch the only rhyme think Of now is the poor
plain word embargo,
And ,nt allus,on and local ns be certain shall not
spare, .
For I'VE got pass to the fair mother, season pass
to the fair
I'll sing of the crimson abattors, I'll mention great fh
Armour =,
| I'll tell Of the wheat pits stormy dep'ns' IL '"eU y "
IOtlFf IalHlcN'
IN toast the shoe OF the lakeside BELLE III picture thc
prairie grass.
For I've got pass to the fair mother, I've got season
pass
The sockyars gay the baseball nine. girls sweet Dc
You'd comparison.
The Ibsen clubs. the neat dressed beef the HON. Gar
ter Harrison
They'll all appear in my soulful ode and De done iui
justice there,
For I've got pass 10 the fair, mother season pas
to the fair!
The cIamnoc fire, the bold Old Hutch the Marshal
Field emporium. .
What Matthew Arnold thought Of the town, the splendid
Auditorium;
Aye every Of Chicagos pride snail DC caught II
my nncys glass.
For I'VE cot pass to the far mother I've got season
pas!
So he sure that you call me early, call me early mother
dear,
III becrudgc the time spend in sleep this bright dc
! Iigntful year;
No other days I've known mother with the present cal
! compare
For I'VE got pass the fair, mother, pass to Chi
cago'S fair.
ON sober second thought, mother. different course
choose,
| Don't call me carly ma nor late. don't break m,
morning snoozc,
! For | find the people suggesting the ODE nave sen
| me no check NJ all
Isn't that the frigidest gall mother. Isn't that tn
g. call