The Lord Mayor’s Show.
First Prize.
Hearken, all ye who care to hear my panoramic lay;
I sing of that resplendent Show I saw last Lord Mayor’s Day,
When forth from “famous London town” to grace their chosen lord
Came shields and banners of each Guild, and men of every Ward.
It was about the gloomy noon of a dull November day,
When from the stately Guildhall’s court set out this pageant gay;
The crowds, who long had waited, cheered to see it slowly file