The Sun.
London, England, 1823-09-05 00:00:00

POETRY.

SONNZ,T TO AUTUMN.
Bending with age, his scatter'd lacks embrown'tl,.
In jovial laughter, 'mid his reaper train,
Mark mellow Autumn, from yon sunny ground,
Beckoning the Laves and Graces to the plain;
Row his glad looks the smiling fields adorn.
-Round Plenty's brow he twines the purple vine,
Profusely fills mild Plenty's spacious horn,
And bids dejected Care no more repine.
Hail, 'gen'rous Autumn4l.Natitre's guardian, kind
Providing parent of her joyless hours,
When Winter—ruthless hag—who limps behind,

Comes forth to desolate her fruitful bowers,
By thee protected, shall she dwell in peace,
Lord of the laughing earth, and bounteous rich increase.

THE IMPORTANCE OF TEN MINUTES.
A buffoon once complaining to Francis the First,
That a lord 'idiom he held up to laughter
Had threaten'd to kill him : Asicl he, " If He thug,
I'll hang him in five minute after."

That will do me no good," said the courtly buffoon,.

" So your Majesty's Grate
'L'o grant me in mercy this one 'little boon—
To hang him five minutes before."'

LORD BYRON.

We quote the folloWing account from an
American paper of the interview of certain
Americans with Lord Byron at Genoa :

" Genoa, •
" I have been rambling about Italy for fourteen months,
and know every road in it better than any one in America, and
every street or lane in Milan, Florence, Rome, Venice, &c.,
better than the Main-street in Richmond ; I am, however, I
believe, about to quit it, I fear, for ever. lam here lingering
on the end. On the 16th we arrived here: about two miles
from town we overtook a geutletnan on horseback, attend.
ed by a servant ; I looked at his face, and instantly recog-
nized him Yrotn a portrait-by an American painter, West, now
at Florence, to be the most extrordinary man now alive ; a
glance at his distorted foot confirmed it—ive rode on: part of
our object in visiting Genoa had been te-introduce ourselves
to him. Accordingly, next day we wrote a short and polite
note, requesting leave to pay our respects, to which we received
one equally polite requesting us to call next day at two o'clock.
We went ; a servant stood ready to receive us, and we were
shown into a saloon, where we waited with beating hearts,
for about a minute, when he made his appearance. He is
about five feet six inches high—his body is small, and his right
leg shrunk, and about two 'inches Shorter than the other—his
head is beyond description fine. West's likeness is pretty
good, but no other head I ever saw of him is in the least like
hint. His forehead is high, .and smaller at the top than below
(the likenesses are vice versa.) His hair, which bad formerly
hung in beautiful browtt ringlets, beginning to turn gray, he
being, as he told us, thirty-five years old. His eyes being a
light blue and gray ; his nose straight, but a little turned up ;
his teeth most beautiful; his head is perhaps too large for
his body. Who is he ? One of our company began a. set
apology, which he cut short by telling us it was useless, for
that he was very glad to see us; and then began to ask us
questions, 50 in a minute, without waiting for an answer to
any, and if by chance it was made he seemed impatient if it
contained more than two words. He flew from one subject to
another, and during about an hour and a half talked upon at
least two hundred subjects—sometimes with great humour,
laughing very heartily: At length looking round, he asked
with a quizzical leer, which of. us was from old Virgiserry 9 I
bowed assent ; then followed' a catechism, to which I occasion-
, ally edged in an answer :—" Have you been in England ? How
[long have you been in Italy ? Is Jefferson alive ? Is it true
that. your landlords are all Colonels and Justices ? Do
you know Washington Irving ? Fie is decidedly the first.
English prose writer excerpt Scott. have you read Bracebridie
IlultY (I answered no.) Went if You 'choose - I'll lend it
you? here it is. Have you' any American book; to lend me?
lam very desirous of reading the Spy. I intend to visit Ame-
rica as soon as I can arrange nay affairs in Italy. Your morals
arc much
_purer than those of England (there I laughed)—those
of the higher classes of England have become, very corrupt
(I smothered my laugh).—.oo you think if I was to live in
America, they would ever make me a Judge of the Ten Pound
Court ? Is it true that an Englishman is always insulted in
travelling through America ?—We assured hint not. lie then
told us more laughable stories of the ridiculous biographies
made of him, especially by the French. One of them re-
presented him as a gloomy miserable mortal, keeping the
skull of his mistress as a drinking cup. I told him that
was pretty much the idea we had of him, as we considered him
a sort of Vampire. (lie laughed, hearing.) He said Bruce.
bridge Hull was beautifully written ; but as fur the characters,
they only exist in the brain of W. I. There are no old Eng-
lishinen—no yeomen. The English have lost every thing good
in their character. Their morals are particularly bad.:—(Mere
I thought he really was quizzing us.)—ln tine, he kept us for
an hour and a halt' constantly amused, and dismissed us well
satisfied with our interview. His manners are most charming
and fascinating ; and if he is, as they say, a devil, he is certainly
a merry one—nothing gloomy. His voice is low and soft, and at
first sounds affected. Now, who is it? Who is the man about
whom I have written a whole letter ? -It is Chil€k Harold,
Corsair, Don Juan—in plain English, Lord Byron."

PRINCE lIOIIENLOHE.—.ThiS famous manufac-
turer of Miracles does not always employ his su-
pernatural powers to the benefit and advantage
of his fellow-creatures ; sometimes he employs
them as an instrument of divine vengeance, and
to punish those who laugh at his pretended mira-
culous power. Of this, the following fact, which
is well known throughout Germany,, is a proof
—Being at Brukenau, in Bavariajthe residence of
the Prince Royal during the summer, the sick,
the lame, and the crooked came in crowds to ask
the

benediction of the Princes as a certain means
curing their diseases, and making them
straight. Among others, a bump-backed man
presented himself, and requested the favour
of the Prince to release him from his in-
convenient burden. The Priueein giving him his
benediction, perceived that the hump:.baCked
man is stuffed out, and that he was a jesting fel-
low, who intended to laugh at his expence. In-
dignation immediately ,glowed in his counte.
manCe ; he thought the heivens were outraged
and, he implored a severe punishment on the
profane wretch who had dared to brave the
thunders of Omnipotence. That instant, 0
wonder I the sham hump-back felt a real humpgrowing out from . between his shoulders, his
spine became crooked, its integuments grew to-
Went down, and the planitiments
was completed.---(.Morninghronicle.)
C
gether, his body

Fazarcir Sufi. CAPT ustED.-,-The ship Gustave, Captain
---- ,
Moree, of 200 tons burden, when about two leagues from
of nine men, a boy, and
Al-
derney, was captured by the Tartar privateer, rnounthw ten
guns, and having a crew of ebirty meth The privateer hoisted
the English flag', and when Captsin..3loree was thus decoyed
within a short tUstance, the Spanish flag was substituted; two
whore captam landed them there on
shots were then fired, but fortunately without effect, when the
Gustave struck. The crew-consisted of
on board A
600,000 francs (upwards
three Passengers; five of whom, anti the boy, remained
on
vesselbl tbhoeupnrdizeto,
janordsetyh,e others were Norway
his way. The cargo consists of coffee, Campeachy wood, ste,
owfb2ieoh,oolli.t)h trileh:hoiPu'sitas te:tismaialektestond at
Caine, in St. Domingo,
on the 13th of July last, and I bound to Havre de Grace.
The privateer proceeded for Teneriffe.