The Sun.
London, England, 1849-08-02 00:00:00

GOOD WOOD RACES.

(THIS DAY.)—BY EXPRESS.
The MOlecomb Stakes.
William the Conquerer
Match, 50. T.Y.C.
Wbitestone beat Royal Hart.
Sweepstakes of 200 sous. each. T.YC.
Claymore „, ... walked over

walked over

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Sweepstakes of 50 sous. each.
Cumberland recd ft from Bullfinch and Whirlwind.
Sweepstakes of 100 sous. each. New mile.
Champion -
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Lady Jersey ... .. ... ... ... ...

THE EXILES OF ENGLAND.

BEM.
INSCRIBED TO LORD BEAUMONT.

BY BELISARIUS.

nail, England, hail! There is love in thy features,
And blessings, and bliss, in thy people and thee;
Thy loving embraces would make all GOD'S creatures
E'en what He would have them—unshackled and free
Thy Banner is Triumph—in Peace now unfurled—
Thy hearth is the Refuge—the Home of the world!

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now often thy own peaceful borders are teeming
With Exiles that seek thee, all weary and lone;
While their eyes with the gush of Affection are streaming,
They had—but they have not—a land of their own!
And the heart that would pant for the Earth to be free,
Beholds how GOD'S shadow throws welcome o'er thee.

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The noblest have sought thee, in moments of sorrow—
The wounded in body—the broken in mind;
And, lo! amid those who would charity borrow,
Perchance some great spirit, disguised, thou shalt find
Look back on the souls thou bast blest, for with them
Was one lone and sad—lt was BEIC It was Bern!

Ohl England, the breath of thy pity was yielding
A glory which still shall for ever be thine;
ThY Charity stood as Divinity shielding
The Angel of Freedom—for mission divine.
And the moment has come, that, with banner unfurled,
Thy guest has gone forth as the Chief of the world!

For, lo! the groat cry, " Unto Freedom !" is spoken,
And Hungary rises her glory to save;
The Tyrants cry " War!" but their legions are broken
A Leader sublime is in midst of the brave!
They rush on to triumph—the cry is with them,
" The Hero is come! It is Bern! It is Bern!"

Oh, England! rejoice in thy Charity's story,
That many—so many—have refuge in thee;
Thy spirits have nurtured a spirit for glory—
Thy free sons have fostered a BEM for the free!
How the land of the brave will proclaim thee—the blest
When freed by the Hero that fed at thy breast!

A TRIBUTE TO THE BRAVE
HUNGARIANS BY ONE WHO HAD NOT A
SOVEREIGN, BUT GIVES THEM A SONG.
There is a nation bold and brave,
Whose matchless valour now is tried;
Which scorns to be a despot's slave,
Or aught to slavery allied.
Long has it groan'd beneath a yoke
Of a usurper's deadly hand,
'Till freedom's spirit has awoke
The courage of that noble land.
With swords, drawn forth in deadly strife,
For liberty resistless fight.
The bravest hours that gild man's life
Is crushing tyrants in their might.
'Tie more than noble to engage
And fight the battles of the free; •
For who would live from youth to age,
And end his days in slavery?
Tho' tile Tartar•Vulter's flag may float
Above your vallies and your towers,
To crush the song of freedom's note,
And desecrate your village bowers—
And base Loraine, with basest guilt,
Whose dismal prisons glooming stand—
The vengeance for that blood now spilt
Will drive those despots from your land.
Freedom has raised her hallow'd shout—
Nor locks, nor bolts, nor massive bars
Can keep that heaven-born music out,
Tho' tyrants wage ten thousand wars.
'Tis spreading far, and cherish'd dear,
A virtue in each household tale—
'Tis felt where falls oppression's tear,
And borne along in every gale.
'Tis nurs'd is every cottage home,
Tho' persecutions round it rave;
It springs from every living tomb
Where rests a martyr in his grave.
Enshrin'd in glory's dazzling light,
The bold Magyars have made their stand;
For Father-land triumphant fight,
Or die, like heroes, sword in hand.
From east to west, from north to south,
In every zone, in every clime,
Dembinski, Georgey, Bern, Kossuth,
Are names which only die with time;
And English hearts now beat in flame,
With fathers and their gallant sons—
And this their grayer—that right of claim
May crown with victory the Huns.
Bradford, July 24, 1849. S. B. M. WILDMAN.

FRIGHTFUL ACCIDENT AT PUTNEY BRIDGE.—OH
Tuesday evening, about seven o'clock, a horrible occur-
rence took place whilst the Eclipse, Richmond steam-
boat, was in the act of passing under Putney-bridge. A
party' of small tradesmen and mechanics, with their
--Ayalies, who resided at Chelsea, had been up the river
in a .strong and capacious wherry, when, on their re-
turn, the tide being against them, they were taken in
tow
by the Eclipse, and the boat was made fast to the
steam- boa's quarter instead of stern, the consequence
of which was, the boat was towed by the side. of the
steamer instead of at her stern; and in passing under
inch
this ill-contrived bridge, where there was not an of
?own to spare, a woman named Webb, the wife of a coal-
dealer at Chelsea, had her arm incautiously hanging
outside the boat, when it was caught and draggedcoraho-
pletely through the bridge between the boat and
Pier. The shrieks of the woman were awful, andt on
merging ted
into a clear space, a horrible sight presented
itself; the flesh had been torn in so dreadful a manner
as to lay bare the bone, and nearly all the tendons and
muscles of the arm were divided. At least a dozen boats
put
inff from Putney and Fulham shores, their owners
that g distinctly heard the piercing cries, and, knowing
an accident must have happened, were anxious to
render assistance.
grove) refused
.to stop
captain of the Eclipse (Brans-
, be unloosed
hisn a ,op his boat that the wherry might
but continued athe poor creature get to shore,
Woman W passage to Wandsworth pier. The
as then lifted out of the boat in an insensible
State, and carried into the Waterman's Arms, when
Mr. Pearce, the landlord, and his wife, afforded every
assistance possible. Mr. Howell, jun., surgeon, at-
tended, and having bound up the arm, the poor crea-
ture was taken in the course of the night to SL George's
, Hospital.
CHESTER AND HOLYHEAD RAlLWAY.—Traffic for
the week ending July 29, 18,'_9:—Coaching traffic, 1,8791.
Is, 2d.; parcels, 55/. 3s. 10d.; goods and cattle, 1961.
Ss. 11d.; steam-boats, 1314 I Is. Bd.—Total, 2,3124 2s.
7d., exclusive of toll from Shi ewsbury and Chester
Company, and payment for conveyance of mails.
The Incumbency of St. Matthias Church, Bethnal-
RJeen, bas become vacant by the promotion of the Rev.
Joseph Brown, M.A., to the rectory of Christ Church,
Blackftiars-road. It is worth about 2001. per annum,
and is in the gift of the Bishop of London.
THE RIVER PLATE.—LIVERPOOL, WEDNESDAY.
—Advices from. Monte Video announce that Mr. Hood
.had
. left that city in a steamer, for Buenos Apes, where
be would be received by General Rosa&