The Sun.
London, England, 1823-01-04 00:00:00

SPORTING.

HUNTING INTELLIGENCE.
MEETINGS OF HOUNDS IN THE ENSUING WEEK.

The Quorndon Hounds, on Monday, at Allextiin; 'Tuesday,
at Oadby (late; Wednesday, at Kilworth Kennel ; Friday,
at Rolleston ; and on Saturday, at Braunstone.
Lord Anson's Hounds, on Monday, at Lindley.
The Ludlow Subscription Foxhounds, on 'Tuesday, at
Kyre Wood ; and On Friday, at Tar Grove.
Mr. 3leynell's Hounds, on Monday, at Sudbury House ;
Thursday. at Calton; and on Saturday, at Henhurst.
Lord Yarborough's Fox-hounds, on Monday, at Scartho
Mills; Wednesday, at Hendon Lodge; Friday, nt Elkington
Cow Pasture ; and on Saturday, at Irby Dales.
Sir It. Sutton's Bounds, on Monday, at Kettlethorpe; on
Wednesday, at Blankney ; Thursday, at Flikerton Longwood;
and on Saturday, at Gate Burton.
The South W old Subscription Hounds, on Tuesday, at
the Tower on the Moor; Thursday, at 'Welton Mill ; and on
Saturday, at Asterbury.

TIIE NEWLY lIIPORTEDAMERICAX 1101111ES,--The
public were informed of ,the speed of two American trotters,
the property of Mr. Aldridge, some months ago, and it seems
two others, lately came over, are superior in speed, and equal
to 17 miles in one hour. They are the property of a gentle-
man of the name of Beningborough, and one of them was
matched to do eight miles in half an hour on the Cambridge-
road, on Thursday, and to carry 11 stone. The horse is an iron
gray, rat-tailed, and 10 hands high. The match was for 100
sovereigns, at a week's notice, and the horse di.l the first mile In
three minutes thirty seconds; the second, three minutes twenty-
nine; third, three minutes twenty-six; fourth, three minutes
,
thirty-six ; fifth, three minutes thirty-two; sixth, three tpinutes
fifty ; seventh three minutes forty ; and eighthl three minutes
fifty-two : making in the whole twenty-eight minutes and fifty
seenufls. The horse broke 'once in the sixth mile. The other
horse was matched to trot 17 miles in one hour yesterday, for
two hundred sovereigns, on the same road.
COURSING.—A match is made to be run at the Amesbury
Februar Meeting, between Mr., Biggs's Buzzard and Mr.
Mills's hoses, the two winners at the Amesbury and Deptford
Clubs. Many heavy bets await the issue.

P, 0 E T, It Y.

THE, OItEEN, 1.134118 SWORD
Arnalp.t TUE ROMAIC.)

Ow forth I draw thee, glittering blade,
Thy scabbard thus I cast away
And we shall pass on undismay'd,
Though foes Should thicken like a shade
Around our path, on battle day I
Too long in scabbard hut thou lain
Unus'd, amid oppression's glooin :
When thraldom round us wove her chain...
When suffering mercy su'd in vain ;
And hope was none—save in the tomb !

Now forth, my sword ! oh! better far
To fight, to fall, in Freedom's cause,
Than crouch before oppression's car,
And, sickening at the thought of war,
With trembling, brook a tyrant's laws

Too long beneath our native skies
Hath tyranny her flag unroll'd ;
" Forth, forth !" the voice of Nature cries,
" And o'er the necks of foernen rise,
" As did your patriot sires of old !"

The warrior's hand bath never toil'd
In nobler cause than our's before ;
Nor shall our patriot's hopes be foil'd,
For prosp`rous fate bath ever smil'd
On such, as dar'd themselves restore.

'Tis not in foreign hearts and hands
To plead our cause, and fight our fields ;
Our hope is in our native brands,
'Tls Duty's iron voice commands,
And curs'd be ev'ry son that yields !

Shades of the Helots, round us rise,
Point out our steps in glory's path
Point to our islands—seas—and skies
Point to our Greece, and bid us rise
Above the abject fear of death!

There is a voice which cheers ax on—

Life dragg'd in chains is worthless dross ;
Say, shall we turn from danger's frown ?
• • No ! with the Turkish Crescent down !
Exalt on high the blessed cross !

On, on, to danger—let us on ;
And oh ! my Country ! if we be
By Tyranny's vaunting hosts ogerthrown,
Yet honour falls to us alone,
Who, spurning fetters, dar'd bo free !

Too long bath storm and tempest cloud
O'ershadow'd earth, and veil'd our skin :
Now hill calls out to hill aloud—
Of Darkness burst the envious shroud,
And let the sun of !Tope arise!

The spirits on the mountain hew.'
The spirits answering from the glen:
From ruin'd wall and sepulchre,
From heaven and earth a voice we hear—
" Awake ! arise ! once more be men !"

On—on, my true and trusty brand,
To fields and focmen let us on!
And 'cells from our native land
Sweep, one by one, each turban'd band,
Who pluck the vine trees not their own !

On—on, my blade, nor let us turn,
Though blood rain round in purple showirs ;
May every heart for glory bum
At chains and flight alike we spurn ;
Let Freedom or the Grave be ours !
( Math:rood': Magazine.)

INTEItIOR OF .r}rE Hoirsr or Loans.--We have been
favoured with a sight' of. this very curious specimen of the
graphic art, in which we perceive are introduced upwards
of one hundred and forty portraits of the most distinguished
characters iii this country ; for we observe, that below
the bar, in the place ,allotted for strangers, are the portraits of
Sit El UMPHItY DAVY, Sir WALTER SCOTT, Mr. SOUTHEY,
Mr. SOAVE, Mr. CllAll'rßY, Mr. WILKIE, Dr. JENtVER,
Mr. Humor, the musical cornposer, and in short most of the
men of eminence of the preaent day. The Artist, we find,
has been 4nployed without the least intermission for the last
two years on this veryinteresting plate, and we are sure the
admirers of the arts will be gratified to hear that it is ap-
proaching very near towards completion. The identity of the
Portraits is equal to any thing we have seen, when exe-
cuted upon a much larger scale ; and when we recollect that
the print of the death of Lord CIIATIIAII in the House
of Lords (which has only one-third of the number o:portraits)
was upwards of twenty years iri the hands of the Engraver,
we cannot but approie and admire the idea of the proprie:.
for of this undertaking, in having it engraved on a scale,
which would ensure its completion in a reasonable time,
and before one half of the Members of the House of
Lords who compose 'it, had gone to the House appointed for'
all living (which was the case with those In the engraving of
the death of Lord CRATUAII), and especially as we can with
equal facility recognise the resemblances. This work reflects
great credit on that indefatigable promoter of the arts, Mr.
itOWYER, its projector, as having been the medium of bringing
forward whatlwe conceive to be one of the, greatest curiosities and
most extraordinary productions which has ever appeared of the
graphic art, as well as of accomplishing, in a reasonable time,
a work which cannot but be deemed a most important and in-
teresting one to the country at large..—(Morning Chronicle.)

A FIGHTING PARSON AT THE BATTLE OF THE
NILE.--A jolly soul of a parson, on board one of the
leading ships at the Nile, persisted in walking the quarter.
deck after the battle commenced. Ile was admonished by the
captain to retire down to the cockpit as a place of safety
—he disregarded the admonition, and continued to witness the
awful scene; but beint in the way of the guns, the captain
peremptorily ordered him to go below—lie obeyed, and mut-
tered, If I can't fight, I can do something else." I,'re-
gently after he appeared on the main-deck, with a huge bot-
tle of grog under his arm, wilich he liberally served out to
the fatigued tars, exclaiming frequently, "if my profession
forbids me from fighting, it does not prevent me from support-
ing those whose duty it is to do sa."—( 41faric Lantern.)
SuEnnonsE, JAN. 1.-A saddler named Green residing
at Stalbridge, was.on Saturday morning last found'suspend-
ed in a hayloft quite dead. He was a short time previously
conversing with a man in the stable underneath, when, ob.
serving the crib empty, he said he would go up in the loft
'and throw down some hay. His long absence induced the
man below to seek for him. Some losses in trade are sup.
posed to have weighed heavily on Green's mind, and drove
him to the desperate act above mentioned. He has left a
widow and two children in a state of poverty and wretchedness.