unned city o'er.
And let the steeples chime it
A hundred thousand welcomes
And a hundred thousand more;
And let the people rhyme it
From neighbor's door to door,
From every man's heart's core,
A hundred thousand welcomes
And a hundred thousand more."

This contribution, in twenty not long lines, of 900,000 (say nine
hundred thousand) welcomes is handsome indeed; and shows that when our
bard is inclined to be liberal, he does not look to the cost. But what
is a sum of 900,000 to his further proposal?--

"O let all these declare it,
Let miles of shouting swear it,
In all the years of yore,
Unparalleled before!
And thou, most welcome Wand'rer
Across the Northern Water,
Our England's ALEXANDRA,
Our dear adopted daughter-- Lay to thine heart,
conned o'er and o'er,
In future years remembered well,
The magic fervor of this spell
That shakes the land from shore to shore,
And makes all hearts and eyes brim o'er;
Our hundred thousand welcomes,
Our fifty million welcomes,
And a hundred million more!"

Here we have, besides the most liberal previous subscription, a further
call on the public for no less than one hundred and fifty million one
hundred thousand welcomes for her Royal Highness. How much is this
per head for all of us in the three kingdoms? Not above five welcomes
apiece, and I am sure many of us have given more than five hurrahs to
the fair young Princess.

Each man sings according to his voice, and gives in proportion to his
means. The guns at Sheerness "from their adamantine lips" (which had
spoken in quarrelsome old times a very different language,) roared a
hundred thundering welcomes to the fair Dane. The maidens of England
strewed roses before her feet at Gravesend when she landed. Mr. Tupper,
with the million and odd welcomes, may be compared to the thundering
fleet; Mr. Chorley's song, to the flowerets scattered on her Royal
Highness's happy and carpeted path:--

"Blessings on that fair face!
Safe on the shore
Of her home-dwelling place,
Stranger no more.
Love, from her household shrine,
Keep sorrow far!
May for her hawthorn twine,
June bring sweet e