The Opening Of The International Exhibition

The following are the words by Tenujson, the Peet Lauréate of Eogland, sang at the opcuirg of the International Exhibición : Uphrt a Ihousand roiees full and sweet, lu thb wkle hall wi Ji eiirlh's invenliun Btored , And praíse th' invisible universal Lord, Who let oocfl moro in paao tlie natious mwt, Win re Pciepoe, Art, and Labor have oatpoured Their in riii'l borm of plenty at our feet. O, aileni fathor of our kingf (o be, Mourn-d in this goIdvD huur ( jul iH'P. Fur tbte, i'ur all vs y WMp our Uiaaka to the 1 The world-coinpelïing plan was thine, Aml lo ; the los.8 Jaborïoui mum Of Palace ; li I the gi.uii.'s aiales, ïïieh in morir] ui l ij liarvest-l oi.'l anti hasbamiry Loom and whuel and onin'ry. Secreta of the mlton na ;n Btee) and goM, and oorn and wiuc, F.1-1 ric rottgh r I'"airy ilne, Sunny tokene of Lint-, Polar m:i rvt-N, uncí ;i f ■ : t t. Orwon-h-r, nut of Went and Kast, And fdiupe.s and hues of Art divine t All of beauty, all of use, Tuut, "no fair limiet can produce, Brouht lrum ovtT 81 6ÏJ titi', Blowd rrom otw evtry main, And mixt u lift Is mixt witfa p&lo, The workfl of peacc with works of war. O yf1, the wise who tln'alt, the wist' wbfl refgn, Fn m growing conuoerec Loom her latest ehftüi And let the fair whfte iring'd peftee-makw dy To h;L[)]i heavens umiiT all tlu' Bky, And mix the seasons aad the golden hours, TUlsach man Ginds his own in all men's goud, And all men work in noble brotherhood, Break ing their fleet? and armed towers. And ruling by obeying naturo's powers, And gatherisg all the fruits of peace and crowned with allhfr!]