The Sun.
London, England, 1808-10-10 00:00:00

POETRY.

1 ..!rbe following animated tribute to the people of
Spain, who-so gloriously maintain the cause of loyal-.
it, freedom, and independence, is extracted from ~
; Ti-IE CONTRAST, a.Poern, written by Mr. PRATT, to
.1 whose Muse the public have long been indebted for

many excellent pioduEtions, and whose spirit glows
with an enthusiasm appropriate to so tnerituriotti•
i and sointeresting a stibjett.

Warriors, proceed! and tho' you homage pay
To deathless Heroes of Spain's dawning day;
T 140) her.first chiefs with laurels still you crown,
Chiefs who your battles fought and fix'd your throne;
Who,work'd thro' mountains and:dread caves their way,
When base Usurpers made your land their prey,
Preferring ,freedom and a barren soil,
Itncessant peril and unwearied toil,
To smiting regions and the fertile plain,
Where Slavery dragg'd th' ignominious chain:
ITho' these, your champions and forefathers, claim
unfading wreath of recolleded fame,
Still revetenceyourelves, and hold to view
The model after-timess-shall take from you:

To glad posterity, yourselves a guide,
May Truth diffuse that great example widel
Your great example to mankind shall prove
You Sght for Freedom, Loyalty, and Loire.
Then shall the captive nations nobly ;iv,'

And take again the tract( where gloi'y lies !
Austri.i renew'd, her spirit still 'unbrvicis,
u4ibleinisii'd Charles may rescue from her yoke;
Deluded-Russia may redeem her fame,
And t'eel the tinge of mingled rage and shame,
For just revenge may arm her hardy' race,
Redeem'd froth serpent Callia's loaded embrace;
Misguided Denmark meet Britannia's hand,
And even degraded l'aissia's.letter'd band,
As from the mould'ring mansions of the dead,
Lfaily may raise once more her shrouded head.

Thrice noble Swede! of an undaunted line,
In this vast strife our hopes, our pray'rs, are thine!
Illustrious son of an illustrious' ire,
Whom honour, virtue, am! the Muse inspire!
-Conquest attends, enarßoued of .thy name,
And none than Britain more adores thy fame I

lAnd thou, rever'd and sympathizing land,
i Prompt to extend the ever-helping hand
' %Vhere'er Oppression lifts his iron rod.
Hostile to man, and impious to his God;
Friend to the friendless or by flood or'field„
Thy vanquish'd foe'p beSt buckler, spear, and shield:
0 ! native Albion! front heav'n-blest stunt
Flows the rich tide of bounty to each shore; •
By foreign rage or homebred tumults crost,
All the tierce passions in ihy mercy lost :
In war, in peace, to thee.the iuff'rers come.
Exiles from ev'ry clime, and find a home;
Find the soft solace of thy sheering arms,
And, , like a cradled infant, safe from harms;
The heavy laden lay their burthens down,
While Pity's tearful smile succeeds thy frown:
Thou, Tyrant's envy, and thob, Patriot's boast,
; Still give thy aid to wrong'i Iberia's coast ;
Assert her =nisei-assist her jtist
Ahd greatly prove her scccod Providence !

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. 'On the arrival,of a COnsiderable detachment (7.f
the French army:in Spain, at the town of Foar:
mayor, on. the 2cLof last month, on its maith td
Navarre, NavarrG, the Officers were hospitably eotertainee
at the Monastry of the Benedictines; but the'
grateful guests, in cOnformity with their usual pro;
tire, immediately alter their repast seized upon t!j,
plate, and even demanded the Abbot's purse, wbsf,
not containing a sufficient sum- to satisfy them,
keys of the Monastry were delivered to them, 011,
• they carried otf 350 'fanegars of 'Wheat, and the O.
mule that belonaed.to the place,
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