The Sun.
London, England, 1822-12-06 00:00:00

FASHIONABLE ARRIVALS.

Lord Wm.-Lennox, at Hodgson's Hotel, Dover-street, from
Brighton ; Capt. Chas. Rich, R.N., at the St. James's Hotel,
Jermyn-street, from Berkshire; Rev. Mr. Butler, at Fenton's
Hotel, St. James's-street, from Berks ; Hyde Parker, Esq. at
ditto, from Suffolk; Sir Henry Oxendon, Bart. at Mivart's
Hotel, Lower Brook-street, from Broome-park, near Canter-
bury; Lady and Miss Stuart, at Kirkham's Hotel, Lower
Brook-street, from a tour.

DEPART URE S.—James Eden, Esq. from Hodgson's Hotel,
Dover-street, for the Continet ; Capt. and Mrs. Lewis, from
Mivart's Hotel, Lower Brook-street, for Bath ; Mr. and Mrs.
Rawlinson, from the Pulteney Hotel, Piccadilly, for Hants;
J. Shirley, Esq. from ditto, for Brighton ; M. Beresford, Esq.
from Kirkham's Hotel, Lower Brook-street, for Pool.

The Earl of Mexborough has returned to town, and the do-
mestic circle has been encreased by the presence of the Countess
of Warwick.
The Dowager Marchioness of Hertford still continues at
Hastings in Sussex. Her Ladyship has no intention to dis-
pose of the mansion in Manchester-square; on the contrary, the
same splendid assemblies will be held as formerly.
The Cenotaph for the late Princess CHARLOTTE is at last
finished; but it is not yet determined in what part of West-
minster Abbey it shall be placed.
Our insertion of yesterday respecting the property left by the
late Mr. EDWARD JOHN of.t.oND, was incorrect. The
amount returned to the Stamp-office by the Executors is rather
above five hundred thousand pounds, and is bequeathed to his
brother and numerous relations.—( Morning Post.)

P 0 E T It Y.

THE HINDOO WIDOW.
Where is thy dwelling, my early love ?
Is it where those clouds are dancing ?
Is it where those stars are glancing ?
Is thy home in the bright blue sky above ?

Yes, thou art gone to those starry bowers,
Where the golden waves are glowing
Over gems in music flowing,
Where never storm ruffles the summer flowers.

But is not thy bright home sad to thee ?
Can another world give bliss ?
Dearer than our love in this ?
Dust thou not sigh in thy bower for me ?
Think how we dwelt in the desert place ;
How I loved the setting sun,
When the toil of the day was done,
And you came with the spoil of the hunter's race.
But our love was like the dawn-flower's bloom,
In the morn like that morning's light,
Faded when all else is bright ' •
Yet memory's left in its lone perfume.
We were too happy to be so long ;
We were so blest in our lonely bower ;
But the storm hangs over the sunniest hour,
And the serpent follows the sweetest song.
Yet again our hour of meeting 's nigh ;
I left my father's halls for thee ;
• Death for thy sake is sweet to me ;
Our love was form'd for eternity.
My only child is sleeping there,
With smile too young for aught of grief,
Like love upon a lotus leaf,
Calm as spring, as summer fair.
My boy, the kiss I give 's the last
Thy lips will ever have from me ;
Now I have said Farewell to thee, •
The bitterness of death is past.
Come, give the bridal robe, and twine
The crimson blossoms round my brow ;
My step is on the pile; and now,
My love, my life, for ever thine.

SPORTING INTELLIGENCE.

BETTING-ROOM, DEC. 5..
DEII

5 to 2 agst Emily c.
.1 to 1 agst Talisman
2 to 1 agst Webb
.4 to 1 agst c. out of Folly

.-STATE OF iTHE ODDS.
RBY.

16 to 1 agst c. out of Guilford
Nan
20 to 1 agst Sister to Slim.

OAKS.

7to 1 agst f. out of Zaida 110 to 1 agst sister to Sailor.

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