A MARRY-TIME VIEW.
10. Queen Victoria's marriage.
A wedding ring.
General Jam.
A Watchman in Seven Dials.
To gaze upon the wide expanse of ocean,
Far as horizon, I confess, sublime;
To feast our eyes on nuptial groups in motion,
Is, notwithstanding, just as marry time.
A Royal wedding host and pouring rain,
Both rushing on to-gether, and to boot,
By the park railway, carriages in train,
With shoals of footmen and of men on foot.
A gathering of the people, all from home,
The reigning Queen and raining sky to view;
In Italy the millions rush to Rome,
Are they not free to roam in London too?
Throngs of the curious—curiously met,
An inconsistent batch of low and high;
Drunkards, for instance, getting drench'd with wet,
And still declaring they were very dry!
Women with pattens found to clog the way,
Young thieves aspiring to the golden fleece,
'Mid torrents fair, that soaked, with equal play,
A new policeman, or a new pelisse.
Tea-totallers, with spirits under proof,
And lots of water for them overhead,
There was, because men would not stand aloof,
A general jam, but one that wouldn't spread!
Matters grew pressing, and, without regard
To toes or ribs, a bonnet or a belly,
The jam I speak of soon became so hard,
It nearly jammed some people to a jelly!
Yet at that Royal wedding, people say,
The pickpockets their trade did sadly botch;
For one industrious youth came all the way
From Seven Dials to steal a single watch!
The new Belle and Crown.
12. 11th Hussars, called Prince Albert's own.
God save the Queen!—we love her, and the sign is—
Millions of warm huzzas still greet her throne;
One thousand prime hussars she gives his Highness
But she is more than them—Prince Albert's own.