As the sound of great waters they lift up their voices!
A marriage! a marriage! a wedding so rare
The world never saw; and such a glorious pair!
No emperor or king—no hero of old,
Though decked in the treasures of purple and gold,
Could compare in his royalty, splendor and pride,
To the patriot Workingman claiming his bride.
No queen, though her form should be peerless in grace—
Though the smile of a seraph illumined her face—
Could compare with sweet Liberty, matchless, divine,