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

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GOOD WOOD RACES.

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

walked over

Sweepstakes of 50 sovs. each.
Cumberland reed ft from Bullfinch and Whirlwind.
Sweepstakes of 100 sova. each. New mile.
Champion ••• "• ••• ..• ***
..•
Lady Jersey ••• —• "'

Match.
Mirror beat Humphrey.
Match.
The Wren recd. ft. from The Verderer.
THE CUP. •

Cant zou
Chanticleer
Black Eagle

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!

llow 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.

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 BEM! It was Beim!

Iv.
Oh! 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!

v.
For, lo! the great 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 Bem! It is Bem!"

Yr.
O'A, 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!
Ilow the land of the brave will proclaim thee—the blest!
When freed by the Hero that fed at thy breast!

• 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'i 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.
'Tis 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' the 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 in every cottage home,
Tho' persecutions round it rave;
It springs from every living tomb
Where rests a martyr iu his grave.
Enshrin'd in glory's dazzling light,
The bold Magyars have made their stand;
For Fatherland 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, Bem, Kossuth,
Are names which only die with time;
And English hearts now beat in flame,
With fathers and their gallant sons—
And this their prayer—that right of claim
May crown with victory the Huns.
Bradford, July 24, 1849. S. B. M. WILDMAN.

NT
Tuesday evening, n GE —On
---GEITFUL ACCIDENT AT PUTNEY —RID .
enee took place whilst the Eclipse, Richmond steam-
about seven o'clock, a horrible occur
boat, 1,
as in the act of passing under Putney-bridge. A
party °I small tradesmen and mechanics, with their
tfamilies, who resided at Chelsea, had been up the river
ur: strong and capacious wherry, when, on their
tithe tide being against them, they were taken in
tow y the EcliPse, and the boat was made fast to the
steam. boat'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
liti a ill-contrived bridge, where there was not an inch of
room to spare, a woman named Webb, the wifo of a coal-
dealer at Chelsea, had her arm incautiously hanging
outside the boat, when it was caught and dragged com-
pletely through the bridge between the boat and the
Pier- The shrieks of the woman were awful, and, on
rarging into a clear space, a horrible sight presented
itself; the flesh bad 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
but off from Putney and Fulham shores, their owners
having distinctly heard the piercing cries, and, knowing
that an accident must have happened, were anxious to
render assistance. The captain of the Eclipse (Brans-
gr"e) refused to stop his boat that the wherry mikht
unloosed and the poor en ature get to shore,
but continued his passage to Wandsworth pier. The
woman was then lifted out of the boat in an insensible
state, and carried into the Waterman's Arms, when
arse, the landlord, and his wife, afforded every
tued, and having
assistance possible. Mr. Howell, jun., surgeon, at-
tended' up the arm, the poor crea-
_re was taken in the course of the night to St. George's
tiospital.