The Sun.
London, England, 1819-08-12 00:00:00

REGIs IsEit OF k'ASIII()4.

DEPARTUBES.—The Earl of Coventry and family, for
Croorue ; the Earl of Fife, last evening. tor the Isle of Wittbt,
to join the Yacht Club ; Viscountess Hereford, for Mer;oas
Court, near Hereford; Lady kiryth,es, for Ewell, m Surrey;
Countess of Sandwloh, for HinchinbrAt• ; General Duff
and Lady Gordon, on a tour; Countess of Glasgow, for Scot-
land.

ARRIVAUS.—Lord Castie?eagh, from his seat in Kent, tit
his, house i❑ St. James's-spire ; Martin Kirwin, Esq. front
Ireland, at the i'ark I-loiel, Oxford-street; G. Alder,
Esq. at t:itto.

SPORTING IN I'LLLIGLNcE.

YORK AUGUST RACES, IFII9.
MONDAY, AUGUST 9 gT DAY.)

The above great Races commenced this day on a Course
thronged with ranit, beauty, and fashion. '1 he sports were
excellent. The following is a correct aec unt
loots given given by nis Majesty, free for Hoy horse, &c. four-year
old, tOst. 411..; five, 1 Ist. 61b. ; six, list. ; and aged,
liq. 214. Four miles.
Mr. Pierse's b. c. Ranter, by Comus, 4 yrs . 1
Mr. Garforth's b. c. by Sir Paul, 4 yrs . . . 2
Lord Scarborough's hr. c. Awfui, 4 yrs . S
Colonel King's hr. c. Master Beverley, 4 yrs . . 4
Mr. Lanibton's ch. c. Mandeville, 4 yrs . 5
Marquess of Queensberry's h, h. Bustler, 6 ,t.s . . 6
Ranter the favourite.—A smart race; hut won easy at the

end.
The Produce Stakes of 100 gs each, h. ft. Colts, Bst. 7113.;
'fillies, tist. 41b.; 31b. allowed, tkc. Four nults.—Eleven
Sub,ci.ibers.
Mr. Pierre's h. c. Reveller, by Comus
Sir.Nl. M. Sykes's b. c. Caiollses
Lord .Fitzwillianes bl. c. Ilelianis
3 to I on Reveller.—Won easy.
The Great Yorkshire Stakes of 25gs each for three-year olds ;
colts, 8.4. Oh. ; fillies, Bst. St. Leger Course. One mile

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and three-quarters.
Mr T. Duncombe's b. c. by Governor . 1
Mr. Watts's h. f. by Thunderbolt 2
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Mr. T. Sykes's b. c. Mr. Speaker . 3
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Mr. Garforth's gr. z. Pyramus . . 4
Mr. Watts's fitly the frtiouritc at starting; 3 to 1 agst the
winner. Won easy.
Handicap Stakes of 30gs each, h. ft. Last mile and a half.
Mr. Duncombe's ch. c. Mozart, 4 yrs old .
Mr Houldswort b's h. h. Magistrate. 5 yrs old
High odds on Magistrate. Won easy.
Match for tongs. h. ft. Two miles.
Mr. R. Milne's h. c. Roman, 4 yrs old .
Mr. Fox's b. c. Pacha, by ,:eliro, .4 yrs old
6t04 on the winner. W.no easy.

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Tna HBATRE.—The Jealous Wife, which has
long been justly ranked as what is called a stock-
piece, and which will always preserve its reputa-
tion, while the public have a proper taste for legi-
timate Comedy, was represented last night before
a numerous audience at the Haymarket Theatre.
Mr. IVARDIt gave a good portrait of the timid, irre-
solute hi band in Oakley, and more particularly
distinguished himself, wuen, at length, the ty-
rannical jealousy of his unruly consort louses
him into resistance, and determines him to main-
tain the proper authority of a hu,liand. Major
Oakley, a part that admits of good acting, and
which was originally performed bji YATES, ai►
admired contemporary of GARRICK, was sustained
with nue comic force by TettßY. Lord Trinket
could not be better disposed of than in the hands
Of JONES, and Mrs. Eciwiti, has seldom appeared
to more advanta.te than in Mrs Oakley.
.The Doke of SUSSEX last night visited the Co-
bourg Theatre.
The Persian Ambassador arrived yesterday at
his house in Charles-street, Berkeley-square, front
a visit to the Earl and Countess of HARCOURT, at
their seat, St. Leonard's-hill, near Windsor, Berks.
His Excellency is not expected to leave this coun-
try until March next.

P 0 E 1 11.

INVOCATION
TO
ERIN.

*ltittE& EY JOHN TATLOR,
ilence, foul DISHONESTY !*
Of grueling Vice and sordid Interest borni
E'en of thyself the scorn ;

By Conscience haunted, neVer tti be free
Go seek some loathsome cave,
*here pallid AvAnicr pities amid its store,
With burning thirst 1,.9. more
het'e ply each crafty schenae and lawless art)
F,am'd by thy baleful heart,
Till Justice doom thee td a penal grave.

But ERIN come, of lofty mind,•
Herdic heart, and temper kind
Twin-born with BarraiN, tie'er,to veer;
But move in one harmonious sphere;
Fur aye with mutual lovt!tu glow,
And share the bliss ordain'd below;
Come, display thy g, fermis zeal,
Now for injur'd Genius feel ;
Mociar., who loves his native Isle,
WOKE, on whom the Muses smile;
By his open heart hetray'd.
Owes the dross that lutist lie paid;
Or no more shalt he lie sent,
" Disporting on thy mar gent green,"
Then for tonne exult to prove,
All a gen'rous ration's lore.
Thy bounty, GRATTAN, amply slated,
For patriot z' al a rich reward ;
And shall thy Bard not share it too,
Who glows with patriot zeal as true ?
When Eloquence forgotten lies,
Still Moo shall fire poetic skies,
His genius animate the scene,
While Nature spreads thy vivid green.
Hast thou not a thousand times
Dwelt delighted on his rhymes?
Rhymes that Fancy's hues adorn,
Sparkling like the dewy morn.
Like morn too, tunefUl, airy, gay,
And glowing as meridian day.
Is his lyre at times 'too free ?
"Pis a proof lie springs from thee,
Inspir'd by Love and LIBERTY.
Yet must the moral Muse confess
His fancy wore ton gay a dress;
Too oft, with wanton touch, his lyre
Has kindled Names of loose desire.
Too oft, with SEDLEY'S j- damerous art,
Has deck'd with flow'rs a barbed dart,
That deeply struck the youthful heart.
But now 'twill be his nobler pride
To list his Muse on Virtue's side,
Since now his lot to boast a wife,
With ev'ry charm endearing life.
The Muse, besides, with sorrow owns
Too freely he has treated hoses;
Too freely, in satiric strains,
Those able Statesmen he arraigns,
To whose firm Counsels Europe owes
DeliCrance from unnumber'il woes,
That else a prond Usurper's hand
Had spread o'er many a ruin'd !and ;
The labours harder, dangers more,
Than e'er on Statesmen fe!l heiore,
Were those their wisdom triumphed o'er:
Yet BRITAIN's sun in glory rose,
Its radiance dazzling all her foes,
Whit:. by its light the Nations round
A-sole return to safety found.
Can Justice then such Rulers blame ?
No—Euroiie shall record their fame;
Who saw by them her thraldom cease,
Rcstor'd to I-I MOUE, Freedom, Peace !
Helier should our suff'ring Monarch find
Retortiing RraSOO guide his mind,
How much deighted will hr view
The SON his own bright track pursue;
Selecting those, by worth and weight,
Best fitted to preserve the State.
That PARTY ma) their deeds revile,
Can but excite a scornful smile;
For Pie e would strait the clamour still;
It ever did and ever will;
But MO,2E can on himself rely,
And need not join the sr.-tfish cry :
The rich resources of his mind
A. Patron in the Wortil can find.
'Twas but the fond mistake of youth—
Experience, time, refit ction. truth,
‘Vill regulate his future lays,
Aud censure turn to rightful praise.
Yet after all the world may find
That Rumour works to aloattg assigo'd
Which other Bards, from party spite,
Or di.appointed spleen, might write,
W bile stamp'd as his, they could not fail
To gain a quick and ample sale.
Enough of Politics—again
Let iiijur'd Mootte demand the strain.
That Poets are a careless kind,
Too well, alas! in him we find;
He, trusting to his geu'rous iscart,
Where Inean distrust could bear no parts
O'er h ights Paritassian prone to range,
111 vers'd in trade, accounts, exchange,
Requir'd no forma! bonds for pelt,
Deeeo'd others honest as hauself,
And so an easy prey h,-came
To line who took too sure an aim,
And like the " mousing owl"I could emit,
The Falcon tow'ring in his flight.
But ERIN to his aid will rein,
And nobly raise her fav'rite Son.
For rear'd by him, fresh laurels smile
To decorate her verdant isle.
Then ERIN come, assist thy Bard.,
Thy heart will feel a full reward;
Bounty to such a cause applied
Will live a mark of patriot pride.
Haste then, at-once, that bounty pour,
To rescue Genius, Learning, Mocute.
As:aces:oat, fam'd in ancient times,
To Love and WINE decreed his rl.ymes;
Behold him now in British lore§,
And full as graceful as before.
With learning, taste, and genius fraught,
MOORE all the Grecian's spirit caught,
And Britain hence may well avow,
-She boasts her own ANACREON now.
The Teiau Bard, with humour gay,
Thus to his friends was heard to say
" Well I-know that when I'm dead
Ye wine will poor, and roses spread,
" O'er the spot where rests my head:
" But throw not such good things away,
" Let nie enjoy them while I may,
" Give me the wine and flow'rs to-day."
And ERIN, thou, no doubt, to show
Respect and love when MOORE lies low,
Wilt plant unfading wreaths, to bloom
Around thy Poet's hummed tomb ;
Wilt bumpers qoatfof votive wine,
In annual homage to his shrine.
But then, alas! the Bard no more
Will hear the festive table roar,
No more will strike the magic lyre,
Aud strains of patriot love inspire;
Nor, wrapt beneath, in silent dust,
Behold the Pile, and lattretl'd Bust
His country then will proudly raise,
And Fame inscribe, with last* praise.
Them ERIN, now with ardour strive,
Arid aid thy Poet while alive :
For when concludes his mortal doom,
His works will form the noblest tomb.

• It is understood that breach of faith in his Deputy has
involved Mr. Muoat; in great pecuniary obligations.
-I- Sir Ca*nuts SEDLEY.
A falcon, tow'ring in his pride of place
Was by a mousing owl bawk'd at and kill'd."
Marbeth.

§ It would be unjust not to notice an admirable Work, enti-
tled •‘ Anacreon in. Dublin," written by a Gentleman of we i
l-
known genius, learning, and poetical talents; but that Work
WAS merely • ntended as a Political Satire against the Advocates
fur Popery.

*,* We have had so many applications for Copies of the
above Poem, t hat we reprint it by desire of numerous Friends
Of ERIN and Amirers of Mr. MoortE.