The Sun.
London, England, 1831-02-04 00:00:00

DEPARTURES.

Earl Gower, for DunstiZle;Ca;t:i7;ll. Knox, for Brighton ;
R. Arkwright, Esq. fit Tessington ; Mr. and Mrs. Forsyth, from
Regent-street, for Brighton ; William Dennison, Esq. from
I)over.street, for Ireland ; Captain Hooper, from the British
Hotel, Jermyn-street, to Brighton; Mr. and Mrs. Ramsay, from
ditto for Bath.

VII.

ANTICIPATION.

BY EDMUND READE, ESQ.,
AUTHOR OF " GAIN, THE WANDERER," " RETOLT OF THE ANGELS."

Trust not, high-minded men ! to your great cause:
Or think that Virtue's idol ye set up
Will aid ye: men have dregg'd her hitter cup
Too deep to trust in her capricious laws.
She is the phantom of our heated hopes,
The embodying of the immortal soul's desires,
Shaping the godlike forth which it aspires!
A shade that never• against Fortune copes :
But lives and dies within her sunny hour,
And crumbling sinks beneath the touch of Power.
So hath it ever been since time began :
So felt the godlike Roman •, who upheld
The noblest cause that ever call'd on man ;
And, oh! how many ardent hearts have swell'd,
And own'd the melancholy truth too late,
And left the shrine they worshipp'd desolate!
No—it is Power that man bows down to!—strength
Made the first Lew—who dreads the writhing length
Of the crush'd snake—who starts not from his sting?
Self-reverent Virtue to the strong must yield :
Kneel to her still—but kneel with spear and shield:
And when to all the world ye have proclaim'd,
And prov'd in fight the high supremacy,
Then o'er your swords the wreath of myrtle fling !
And raise her up with all her spoils reclaim'd„
Upon the pedestal of Liberty !
O how exalted must that triumph be
When the dead share the highest praise! When we
Feel in their deaths a deep, a sacred joy,
An envy, but without its base alloy!
A high enthusiasm, and a pride,
As for pure martyrs who have sanctified
The faith for which they gloriously died !
And what if the survivors fail ? have they
Ought to regret—did they their cause betray ?
Or shag they fail to meet their great reward ?
Doth there not look on them from high a God
In whose pure eyes the attempt and not the deed
Is judged—with whom all virtue doth succeed ?
Yes—they are judg'd alike in earth and heaven!
There they shall join their brethren gone before:
Here their great names shall be to memory given,
To live among the great—the goad—for ever more!

• Marcus Brutus.

SUDDEN DEATH of THOMAS GARDINER
BRAMSTON, ESQ.

(From the Chelmsford Chronicle of this day.)
It is with the most painful feelings of regret that we announce
the loss to society of this highly respected gentleman, who de-
parted this life yesterday (Thursday) morning, in consequence, it
is supposed, of the bursting of a blood-vessel, he having been
found dead in his water-closet.

The friends of Mr. Braniston had lately flattered themselves
that he was fast recovering from the severe illness which he is
supposed to have brought on himself by his close attendance to his
duties in the House of Commons, during the period he remained
one of the Representatives of the county.
The irregular hours at which the House sat during that pe-
riod, were ill suited to the accustomed regularity of the Hon.
Gentleman's domestic habits; this, and his anxiety of mind to
serve his constituents, added to the consequent sudden transitions
from heat to cold on the breaking up of the House, produced in-
disposition, accompanied by inflammation, which caused great
apprehensions for his safety, not only amongst his family and im-
mediate friends, but even his medical advisers began to despair.
As a private gentleman, the deceased was beloved for the bene-
volence of his disposition, which rendered him accessible to the
humblest class : and in his public character as a Magistrate of
the county, he distinguished himself by his unwearied vigilance
and anxious exertions for the public benefit. He was a liberal
patron of all charitable institutions, and by his conduct through
life he has secured a lasting respect to his memory.