The Sun.
London, England, 1823-09-19 00:00:00

POETRY.

ADDRESS TO A STEAM VESSEL.
BY MISS JOANNA BAILLIE.
Freighted with passengers of every sort,
A. motley throng, thou leavist the busy port ;
Thy long and ample deck, where scatter'd lie
Baskets, and cloaks, and shawls of scarlet dye,
Where dogs and children through the crowd are straying,
And, on his bench apart, the fiddler playing,
While matron dames to tressel'd seats repair,—
Seems, on the gleamy waves, a floating fair. •
Its dark form on the sky's pale azure cast,
Towers from this clust'ring group thy pillar'd mast ;
The dense smoke issuing from its narrow vent
Is to the air in curly volumes sent,
Which, coiling and uncoiling on the wind,
Trails like a writhing serpent far behind.
Beneath, as each merg'd wheel its motion plies,
On either side the white—churn'd waters rise,
And, newly parted from the noisy fray,
Track with light ridgy. foam thy recent way,
Then far diverged, in many a welted line
Of lustre, on the distant surface shine.

Thou hold'st thy course in independent pride ;
No leave ask'st thou of either wind or tide,
To whate'er point the breeze, inconstant; veer,
Still dotl► thy careless helmsman onward steer ;.
As if the stroke of some magician's wand
Had lent thee power the ocean to command.
What is this power which thus within thee lurks,
And, all unseen, like a mask'd giant works ?
Ev'n that which gentle dames, at morning's tea,
From silver urn ascending, daily see
With tressy wreathings playing in the air,
Like the loOs'd ringlets of a lady's hair;
Or rising from the enarnell'd cup beneath,
With the soft fragrance of an infant's breath ;
That which within the peasant's humble cot
Comes from th' uncovcr'd mouth of sav'ry pot,
As his kind mate prepares his noon-day fare,
Which cur, and cat, and rosy urchin share :
That which, all silver'd with the moon's pale beam,
Precedes the mighty Geyser's up-cast stream,
What time, with bellowing din exploded forth,
It decks the midnight of the frozen north,
'Whilst travellers from their skin-spread couches rise
To gaze upon the sight with wond'ring eyes.

Yet, ne'erthelcss, whntc'er we owe to thee,
Rover at will on river, lake, and sea,
As profit's bait or pleasure's lure engage,
Thou offspring of that philosophic sage,
Watt, who in heraldry of science ranks,
With those to whom men owe high meed of thanks,
And shall not be forgotten, ev'n when Fame
Graves on her annals Davy's splendid name !
Dearer to fancy, to the eye more fair
Arc the light skiffs, that to the breezy air,
Unfurl their swelling sails of snowy hue
Upon the moving lap of ocean blue :
As the proud swan on summer lake displays,
With plumage bright'ning in the morning rays,
Her fair pavilion of erected wings,—
They change, and veer, and turn like living things.

So fairly rigg'd, with shrouding, sails, and mast,
To brave with manly skill the wintry blast
Of every clime,—in vessels rigg'd like these
Did great Columbus cross the western seas,
And to the stinted thoughts of man revealed
What yet the course of ages had conceard.
In such as these, on high adventure bent,
Round the vast world Magellan's comrades went.
To such as these are hardy seamen found
As with the ties of kindred feeling bound,
Boasting, as cans of cheering grog they sip,
The varied fortunes of " our gallant, ship."
The offspring these of bold sagacious man
Ere yet the reign of letter'd lore began.

In very truth, compar'd to these thou art
A daily lab'rer, a mechanic swart,
In working weeds array'd of homely gray,
Oppos'd to gentle nymph or lady gay,
To whose free robes the graceful right is giv'n
To play and daily with the winds of heaven.
Beholding thee, the great of other days,
And modern men, with all their sicced ways,
Across my mind with hasty transit gleam,
Like fleeting shadows of a fev'rish dream :
Fitful I gaze, with adverse humours teased,
Half sad, half proud, half angry, and half pleased.

UNIVERSITY INTELLIGENCE.

CAManinCIE, SEPT. 18.—The following Gentlemen of this
University were ordained on Sunday last, by the Lord Bishop
of Gloucester:—Docens—The Hon. Leland Nod, ALA., Tri-
nity College; James Hayes Sadler, 8.A., Jesus College;
George Cornwall, Queen's College; and Wm. Bane,
Trinityllall.—Priests—Charles Samuel IVoodd, Queen's Col-
lege ; and William Theophilus Blackhurne, Christ College.—
The Archbishop of York has presented the Rev. Jas. Richard-
son, one of the Vicars of York Cathedral, to the Vicar-
age of Crambe, with the Chapelry of Hutton Ambo annexed,
in thejouronage of his Grace, and vacant by the death of the
Rev. Dr. Clark.

SPORTING INTELLIGENCE.

DONCASTER RACES.
TIIIRD DAY.—\l'um.rEsi!Ay, Sgrr.l7.

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The course this day was again attended by a most numerous
and brilliant company. The sport was excellent. One man
was severely hurt in consequence of being knocked down by a
horse which stumbled upon him.
Sweepstakes of 50gs each, h. ft. St. Leger course.
Lord Scarborough's b. t. Pair Charlotte _ - 1
Mr. Watt's b. f. by Mute - - . - 2
Mr. Lambton's ch. I. Verona . . . - 3
Sir J. Byng's b. f. Morisco - - - 4
Mr. tiascotgne's ch. f. Violet - . - - 5
3t02 on Muta. 10 to 1 agst the winner.--A fine race.
Match for 100 sovereigns.
Lord Queensberry's Prosody - - - 1
Lord Kilburn's Sister to May-day - _ _
The Foal Stakes of lOOgs each, h. ft. One mile and a half.
Mr. Wilson's ch. c. Fearnought - - - 1
Mr. Lambton's h. c. Manuel - - - - 2
Lord Queensberry's gr. c. lltizzar . . - :t
Mr. T. 0. Powlett's ch. c. by Comus - - 4
4to 2 agst the winner.—A good race.
. The Gascoil,me Stakes of 100 gs. each. 20gs. forfeit.
St. Leger course.
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Mr. Houldsworth's b. c. Sherwood walked over

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Mr. T. 0. Powlett's b. c. Figaro - - • - 1
Mr. Watt's Mute - - - - .. 2
Lord Kelburne's c. May-clay - - . - 3
Mr. Riddell's br. b. Doctor Syntax - - - 4
Even betting.—An excellent race. • '
Match for 60gs. Two miles. ,
Lord Qi ueensberry's Prosody - - - - 1
2
Mr. Wilson's Fearnought - - - .
• 2 to 1 on the winner,
Sweepstakes of 200 gs each, h: ft. colts,Bst. 31b, fillies, list. St.
Leger Course. (3 Subse.tibers.)
Lord Fitzwilliam's br.c.Bourcleaux, by Bourbon, walked over.