The Sun.
London, England, 1824-08-11 00:00:00

P 0 E T It Y.

Tllf GREENWICH PENSIONERS.
When evening listened to the dripping oar,
Forgetting the loud city's ceaseless roar,
By the green banks, where Thames, with conscious pride
Reflects that stately structure on his side,
NVithin whose walls, as their long labours close,
The wanderers of the ocean find repose,
We wore in social ease the hours away,
The passing visit of a summer's day.
While some to range the breezy hill are gone,
.1 lingered on the river's merge alone,
Illintaed with groups of ancient sailors grey,
And watched the last bright sunshine steal away.
As thus I mused amidst the various train -
Of toil-worn wanderers of the perilous main,
Two sailors--well I marked them (as the beam
Of parting day—yet lingered on the stream,
And the sun sunk behind the shady reach,)--
Hastened with tottering footsteps to the beach.
The one had lost a limb in Nile's dread fight ;
Total eclipse had veiled the other's sight •
For ever! as I drew more anxious near,
I stood intent, if they should speak, to hear;
But neither said a word !—he who was blind,
Stood as to feel the comfortable wind
That gently lifted his grey hair—his face
Seemed then of a faint smile to wear the trace.
The other fixed his gaze upon the light,
Parting, and when the sun had vanished quite,
Alethought a starting tear that Heaven might bless,
Unfelt, or felt with transient tenderness,
Came to his aged eves and touched his cheek !
And then as meek and silent as before,
Back hand in hand they went and left the shore.
As they departed thiough the unheeding crowd,
A caged bird sung from the casement laud,
And then I heard alone that blind man say,
' The music of the bird is sweet to-day.'
I said 0 heavenly Father none may know
The cause these have for silence or for woe !'
Were they appear heart-stricken and resigned
Amidst the unheeding tumult of mankind.
There is a world—a pure unclouded clime,
Where there is neither grief, nor death, nor time !
Nor loss of friends! Perhaps when yonder bell
Beat slow, and bade the dying day farewell ;
Ere yet the glimmering landscape sunk to night
They thought upon that world of distant light !
And when the blind man lifting light his hair,
Felt the faint wind, he raised a warmer prayer,
Then sighed, as the blithe bird sung o'er his head,
' No morn will shine on me till I am dead !'

NORWICH, AV G. 11.—Sir 0E011111: SMART arrived in this
city on ‘Vetinesday last, and proceeded to inspect the works now
in progress in St. Andrew's Hall. In the evening he attended
the weekly meeting of the Choral Society, which was very
numerously attended, nearly eighty performers being present.
—Several charusses of Handel, Haydn, Mozart, and Orlando
Gibbons were executed in a stile to call forth the warm com-
mendation of Sir George, who was pleased to speak in the
highest terms of the attention and correctness of the band.—
It perhaps may not be known to the generality of our
readers that the chorusses intended to be performed at the
Grand Musical Festival next month, for the benefit
of the Norfolk and Norwich Hospital, have been in
regular practice once and frequently twice in the week, ever
since December last; and we understand, in addition to several
established favourites, some compositions of Handel, Haydn.
and Mozart, which have never been performed here, will be
introduced into the selection.

Sir HUMPHREY DAVY, President of the Royal
society, was, at the keginning of this month, at Copanhagen.
The Tribunal of the First Instance at NistneS
has sentenced to six days' imprisonment, and a fine, a Catholic
woman, for having insulted one of the pastors of the Reformed
Church, while in the performance of his functions to her hus-
band, a Protestant, who was at the point of death.
On the 25th ult. the 300th Anniversary of the
day when 141Awrxx LUTHER first preached as a Reformer, in
St. John's Church, Magdeburg, was celebrated in that city.—
The new Prussian Litany was then used for the first time.