The Sun.
London, England, 1856-05-29 00:00:00

THE SUN; LONDON, THURSDAY EVENING, MAY 29, 1856.

"GERMAN PASTE."

Our English glory is confirmed, our triumph ratified,
A little English gold has gone—a few brave men have died ;
But "Articles of Peace" are signed, and form a painted cage,
Where, like the " Happy Family," all nations lose their rage.
'Tie curious to watch the "Bear" bow down with courtly stoop,
And let the Gallic Nagle strut around him " cock-a-whoop ;"
'Tis strange to see the Lion stretched, like lamb on flowery plain,
While Prussianßats audAustrianCats are playing with his mane.

'ris whispered there's a secret in the mixture of their food,
Some potent charm that cunningly affects their real blood ;
And shrewd men have suspicion that the "secret" is a taste
Of that mysterious condiment well known as "German Paste."

So satisfying does it prove, so soon it yields enough,
It seems a pity that our "stores" did not contain the stuff';
That Englishmen and English steeds, on Balaklava's waste,
Could net have had their lives saved by a little" German Paste,"
PorhapsJohn Bullmay ask to know how this same stuff is made,
Perhaps he'll find that this same stuff affords a Royal trade.
Perhaps at last his genuine and honest roast-beef taste
Will "stop supplies" for bills of fare made up of "German Paste."
MARCO.

4 PEACE, PEACE, WHEN THERE IS NO

PEACE."

LINES FOR MAY 29.
Blazing rockets pierce the sky,
Flags hang out from tower and steeple,
Yet there is but little joy
In the hearts of British people.
amain are the illuminations,
Vain the cannon's thundering peal,
Vain the Royal Proclamations,
Joy Great Britain cannot feel.
Great she is, alas ! no longer,
In the dust she bows her head ;
While the despots are but stronger,
And the hopes of freedom dead.
By our household idols shattered,
All the brave ones we have lost,
By the millions we have scattered,
All the sum the war has cost.
By our soldiers' deeds of wonder,
Since they stood on Alma's height,
We declare the peace a blunder,
'Tis our duty still to fight !
Oh ! for one more chance with Russia,
This time on the open sea,
Noble fleets but wait to crush her,
Let them not inactive be !
Then, our mighty task completed,
Shall the wrongs of Poland cease,
And the nations all be treated
To a happy, lasting peace.
Now, though rockets pierce the sky,
Banners wave from tower and steeple,
Yet there is but little joy
In the hearts of British people!
Brompton, May, 1856. W. G.

BEATTIE'S WALLACE.

An exquisite little bronze statuette of the ever-
glorious Sir William Wallace, the darling hero of
Scotland, is at present on vie* at Mr. AMean's,
in the Haymarket. Designed by a provincial
sculptor for the Arts-Union of Glasgow, 'it cannot
but be examined with some degree of curiosity by
the miscellaneous art-critics of the' metropolis.
No matter whether those who are by temperament
more sanguine, or those who are by experience
less credulous of the good things which may from
time to time be worked out of marble, or pig-
ment, or metal, or granite by the cunning imple-
ments wielded elsewhere than under the fostering
shade of the School of Design, or under the pro-
tuberant pepper-boxes of the Royal Academy !
Mr. Beattie's charming statuette of Wallace fur-
nishes, we cannot but think, conclusive testimony
that taste, ability, and imagination may flourish
elsewhere than in direct communication with the
dark ice-house in which some fifty or sixty busts,
good, bad, and indifferent, are annually displayed
at the back of a particularly ugly building not a
hundred miles from Charingcross. The effigy of
the champion of Scottish liberties as " bodied
forth " by the creative fancy of Mr. Beattie is
altogether so excellent 'of its kind, so accurate in
costume, so chivalric in attitude, and so emi-
nently characteristic throughout that we are dis-
posed to regret that the scale upon which the
design was carried out was not colossal rather
than miniature. Such, too, we cannot but ima-
gine will be the sentiment with which this very
chaste production of art will be viewed by the
majority of those who may examine it, whether
as connoisseurs of sculpture, as admirers of
heroism, or simply in the abstract as patriotic
lovers of Wallace and Caledonia.

LATEST NEWS.

PARIS, THURSDAY MORNING.
The baptism of the Imperial Prince is fixed for
be 14th of June.

The Moniteur says that the work of Baron do
Bazancnurt borrows no official character from the
fact that it is dedicated to the Emperor.

By the steamer Danube, which left Constanti-
nople on the 19th, and whose arrival at Marseilles
we announced yesterday, we learn that a serious
conflict .has occurred at Philippoli, in Roumelia,
between the Christian and Mussulman populations.
The Austrian Internuncio has set out on an ex-
ploration of the mouths of the Sulina branch of
the Danube. The Presse d'Orien,t states that the
Porte has named four Christians and a Jew mem-
bers of the Imperial Council. Gen. MacMahon
will assume the command in the Crimea on the
departure of Marshal Pelissier.
A despatch from Odessa of the 14th states that
a quarantine of four days is imposed on all ves-
sels coming to that port. The price of wheat was
firm ; that of coals had fallen.

Great anger kas been excited in Athens by the
articles in the English journals on the affairs of
Greece and Italy. Five brigands were executed
on May 21.