THE HOUSE OF FAME.

DEDICATED, BY PERMISSION OF THE PRESIDENT AND COUNCIL, TO THE BRITISH ASSOCIATION.

Clear, and grey the day is dawning, free from each ill-omened warning,

And the sharp fresh air of morning blows upon our mountain way,

As o'er brook and chasm springing, or up woody crag-sides swinging,

Showers of dew and blossom bringing down from each rich laden spray;

While the birds from tree and thicket greet us with a jocund lay,

Merrily our band advancing, towards the mountain's summit glancing,

Sees the early sunbeams dancing on a dome of burnished flame,

Where, with open doors entreating our approach, a cordial greeting