The Sun.
London, England, 1820-09-04 00:00:00

WEEKLY RETROSPECT.

When Abyssinian BRUCE, to prove the univer-
sal descent of languages from one common source,
informed a late witty Caledonian Duchess, that
the word for " kissing," was nearly similar in
upwards of thirty various dialects, the sprightly
dame replied—" Then I see, Mr. Bayer, that
kissing is the same all the world over !"—ln
like manner may we observe that Revolution
is the same—the self same bloody Goddess, or
rather Demon, in whatever clime she plants her
foot, breaking down all the barriers of Religion,
of Humanity, and of Christian Charity, and setting
at liberty Envy, Cupidity, Revenge—in short, all
the worst passions that disgrace human nature,
sprinkling the blood of the best, the noblest, on
the altar, the field, the forum, and even the fire-
side of domestic tranquillity.
The intelligence of the past week from Sicily
gives but too awful confirmation of this ; whilst
the new discovered ramifications of the Con-
spiracy in France manifest how near that versa-
tile country was to the renewal of the horrors
that disgraced her desire for freedom, and her
attempt to imitate the perfections of the British
Constitution.

But that Constitution itself is now daily as-
sailed by the designing, the ambitious, but ill-
judging, and the thoughtless Sons of Folly—
should it once topple,- the (My of tranquillity and
happiness for Europe is gone for ever, and a long
night of political and literary darkness, of
anarchy, of confusion, and of sorrow, must ensue.
Strange that men—that men of sense—that men
who, at least, are alive to their own interests,--
cannot fore4ee the consequences of their conduct,
and that, whilst they fondly think they are only
annoying Ministers, or revenging themselves upon
'him whom they hate, because he would not give
up himself and the country, bound hand and -
foot, 'to their disposal, . they should be blind to
the pit which they are digging for themselves,
whilst the Demons of Radicalism dance round
and grin a ghastly smile.
We know it is a fact, from the very centre of
the hot-bed of Radicalism, that the prime but se-
cret Agents of all the noise and clamour in favour
of a certain Personage, are gloating over passing
events in !their filthy dens, and hail them as de-
structive to general loyalty, as affording an open-
ing for spreading contempt over the whole august
House (yr Brunswick, and as rapidly preparing
the public mind, or the mind of the numerical ma-
jority, for a speedily approaching Revolution!
LET TIER MAJESTY'S LEGAL ADVISERS—we fear
not to speak plainly—LET TIER MAJESTY AND
HER LEGAL ADVISERS LOOK TO IT !—LET THEM,
AS THEY WOULD AVOID PERDITION, AVOID THE
COURSE OF DEFENCE WHICH IT IS SAID THEY. IN-
TEND TO TAKE UP. IF THE THRONE FALLS, EVEN
THE BENCH MUST BE CRUSHED UNDER ITS RUINS
THOSE LAW ADVISERS HAVE YET A MOMENT FOR
REFLECTION. LET THEM PAUSE BEFORE IT IS
TOO LATE ! ! !

The Marquis of LANSDOWNE met with a dan-
gerous accident on Friday last. Whilst riding
through Little Chelsea, a dog suddenly sprang
under the fore feet of his hoise, and the horse
fell with his Lordship. The Noble Marquess,
howeyer, we are sincerely happy to be enabled
to say, received no serious injury.