The Sun.
London, England, 1834-04-25 00:00:00

A VISION OF REPEAL.

" Repeal the Union, and a convulsion must follow next. Let
thAt go, and a fierce democratic republic would follow; if not, a
contest must begin, and that which commenced in folly would
end in crime."— Vide Spring Rice's Speech.

As I sate last night with drowsy eye
In the House of Commons gallery,
And heard O'C---r discuss Repeal
In a red-hot spirit of frantic zeal,
I dropped asleep, o'ercome by the intense
Narcotic power of his eloquence,
And " dreamed a dream" of sore affright,
Such as from mingled gloom and spite,
Your baffled Tory, (distressing case)
Is apt to dream when out of place.
I dreamed Repeal had gained the day
And Erin free from her Sister's sway,
Had got at length, the lucky elf,
A bran-new Parliament all to herself ;
And I saw her bran-new Speaker go
To open his raree Parliament show,
'Mid such vast crowds as never were seen
Wedged together in College-green.
Foremost amid the patriot van
Appeared the huge Dictator Dan,
Blushing deeper than any carrot,
As some one near him whispered "Barrett 9-1'
On he stalked 'mid shouts of laughter,
While little Dick S-11 frisked lightly after,
And cast full many a shrewd sheep's eye,
As he passed, at the Court of Chancery.

Oh, never was seen so rare a sight !
All was uproar and wild delight ;
Cannon roared, and bonfires blazed,
For the Liberty boys were fairly crazed,
And I heard them all in chorus sing—
" No church—no law—no Queen—no King—
" No tithes—no taxes—no anything—
" We'll all be gentlemen, wealthy and wise !"
And so they were, for gentility lies
In doing of nothing now-a-day—
And the devil a thing to do had they,
But dance and drink, and sing, each man,
" Huzza ! for our own Dictator Dan !"

A sudden change came o'er my dream,
And sadder and sterner grew its theme,
For the shouts of joy were everywhere
Changed to the groans of wild despair ;
And I saw vast crowds, with phrenzied mien,
Rush fiercely on to College-green,
Some arm'd with pikes and bludgeons—meant
(No doubt with the very best intent)
As a hint to their own dear Parliament—
And some with short sticks, trimm'd and mended,
As Dan had specially recommended ;
While all roar'd out—" Repale's a hoax,
Meant only to gull poor gentlefolks ;
So down with all Parsons—Lords--M.P.s,
We'll govern without them, just as we please !"
And where, you will ask me, all this while,
Were the Catos of the Emerald isle ?
Where was the Head and where the Tail,
Whose hullabaloo had won Repale ?
Alas, the patriots all were gone,
Hanged or exiled every one ;
Crushed 'neath the democratic ban—
E'en Erin's own Dictator Dan
(Albeit, in terms that might soften rocks, he
Had begged and prayed to be hanged by proxy)
Dangled aloft from a gibbet high,
With little Dick S—ll in company,
While close behind them, alack ! alack !
F—s O'C—r and honest Jack,
Swung from a lamp-post, back to back.
Shocked at a sight so sad—so drear,
I woke with a sort of a bray in my ear—
'Twas F— O'C—r crying, " Hear, hear."

Vide " Pilgrim's Progress."
R. Barrett is O'Connell's proxy in gaol

" Mr. Littleton then proceeded to read the following extract
from one of Mr. O'Connell's speeches : How could any
Englishmen know their wants, or the state of their internal
affairs? Why, if their Parliament were sitting In Dublin, they
(the people) could get short sticks some fine morning, arid go a,:d
tell their Parliament to vote honestly.' This, then, was the
practical athantage of having a distinct legislature. The people
were to use short sticks."— Vide Mr. Littleton's Speech last night.

SPORTING INTELLIGENCE.