The Sun.
London, England, 1820-09-13 00:00:00

POETRY.

MATERNAL ANGUISH AT S„EA,
My Boy refused his food, forgot to play,
And sickened on the waters, day by day.
He smiled more seldom on his another's smile;
He prattled less, in accents Font of guile,
Of that wild land, beyond the golden wave,
Where I, not he, was doomed to be a slave.
Cold o'er his limbs the listless langour grew;
Paleness tame o'er his eyes of placid blue :
Pale mourned the Itly, where the rose had died,
And timid, trembling, came he to my side.
He was my all on earth. Oh, who can speak
The anxious mother's too prophetic woe,
Who sees death feeding on her dear child's check,
And strives in vain to think it is not so
A h ! many a sad and sleepless night I passed
O'er his couch listening in the pausing blast,
While on his brow, more sad front hour to hour,
Droop'd wan dejection, like a fading flower.
At length my boy seemed better, and I slept-
-011 soundly !—hut, methought, my another wept
O'er her poor Emma, and irtaccents low,
Said, Alt, why do I weep? and weep in vain,
For one so loved—so lost ?, Emma, thy pain
Draws to a close ! Even now is rent in twain
The loveliest link that binds thy breast to woe.
Soon, broken heart, we soon shall meet again."
Then o'er my face, her freezing hand she crossed,
And, bending, kissed me with her lip of frost.
I waked,-and at my sideolt ! still and cold
Oh ! what a tale that dreadful chillness told!
Shrieking, I started up in terror wild !
Alas! and had I lied to dread my child !
Eager I snatched hint from his swinging bed--
His limbs were stiff—be moved not—be was dead!
Oh ! let me weep !—What mother would not warp
To see bet child committed to the deep.
No mournful flowers, by weeping fondness laid,
Nor pink, nor rose, droop'd on his breast displayed,
Nor half-blown daisy in his little hand.
Wide was the field around, but %wag not laud.
Enamoued death, with sweetly pensive grace,
Was awful beauty on his silent face.
No more his-sad eye looked cue into tears;
Closed was that eye beneath his pale cold brow.
And on his calm lips, which had lost their glow„
But which, though pale, scented half unclosed to speak,
Loiter'd a smile like moonlight on the snow.
I gaz'id upon him itill—not wild with fears—
Gone were my fears, and present was despair.
But, as I gazed, a little lock of hair,
Stit'd by the breeze, play'd, trembling on his cheek.
Oh Gov! my heart ! I thought life still was there.
But to commit him to the watery grave,
O'er which the winds, unwearied mourners, rave.
Our, who strove darklysorrow's soli to sway,
Upraised the body; thrice I bade, him stay :
For still nay wordless woe had much to say ;
And still I bent and gazed, and gazing, wept.
At last my sisters, with humane constraint,
Held me, and I was calm as dying saint.
Whilelhat stern weeper lowered into the sea
My ill-starred boy ! deep, buried deep, slept he.
And then I looked to Heaven in agony,
And pray'd to end my pilgrimage of pain,
That I might meet my beauteous boy again.
Oh! had he lived to reach this wretched land,
And then expired, I would have blest the strand.
But where my poor boy lies, I may not lie;
I cannot-come, With broken heart to sigh
O'er his loved dust, and strew with flowers his turf.
His pillow hash no cover but the surf.
I may not poor the soul-drop front mine eye
Near his cold bed ; he slumbers in the wave.—
Oh ! I will love the sea, because it is his grave.

SPORTING INTELLIGENCE.

HOUNSLOW RACES, TUESDAY, SEPT. 12.

The Course was extremely well attended yesterday, and
many dashing equipages. and elegant females, were present.
The Silver Cup was won by Me. Elmore's Matilda, beating
Sheriff Parkins's Alfred and three others.
Sweepstakes of sgs each, with 2Pgs atided by the Town of
Hounslow. Heats.

Mr. Glen's Ir. m. Sophia
Major Harris's Itutterback
Mr. Arnold's Engineer
Mr. Whiteside's Wouvermans
Mr, ParLins's Sidney
A fine race,

A Haodicap Subscription Purse. . .
Mr. Bartley's Prince of Orange
Mr. Arnold's Engineer
Mr. Stuchhury's Grasshopper
Mr. Bearcroft's Black.and-alt-Black - 5 4
Mr. Bartley's Shrug), ' : .
The winner the favourite. - _

The Cup for ponies was won by Mr. Bartley's Dandy beat•
ing Midnight and two others. There was much sport alto•
get her.
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BOXING.—The match between Fred.] ,Stroni
the Hampshire blacksmith, and the New. Black, from Balti-
more (whom fame had represented as the rival of the cele-
brated Molineux), took place yesterday morning on Burnham
Spa, in the forest, nine miles from Farnham, for a purse of
45 guineas. The ring was open, and there was nu shifting.
Strong was seconded by • young Bellherse, and the Black
was seconded by Gee, a corker. .:I'he fight continued fur
eight rounds. In the last, both were staggered from weak-
ness, until Strong unmuzzled, let loose with the right band
at the body, floored his adversvy, and wen the fight. Blackie,s
seconds said " enough," or Strong soon must. , It lasted 45
minutes, and was a good fight, but there wash want -of science
to assist manhood.

RICHARD THOMPSON,' ESQ.---J--This Gentleman,
who has long been distinguished for benevolence,
hospitality, and every quality that, can endear
private worth, departed this life yesterday morn-
ing at his house in Grosvenor-square.
WINDSOR CAsmt.7—The alterations at Wind-
sor Castle are perforining by' the masons in a
neatly executed, but • slow manner. A Mvidier
of persons are employed repairing the western
side, and the large organ is removed from its ori-
ginal situation to an adjacent room.-
• BERGAMI.-It is very little known that Tier-
gami was valet to Mr. J .GRA:TTAN, when he
was abroad.—(Afacclesfield Courier.)
ECLIPSE OF THE MOON.—On Friday, the 22c1
-inst., there will be a visible -Eclipse' of the
Moon :
iliginning of the eclipses 4h.-49m. morning.
Moon sets
Middle of the eclipse
End of the eclipse '
Digits eclipsed, fully 10-12ths on the moon's
southern limb.

• CORN-EACHANGE, SEPT. 13.—Although we
have had no fresh arrivals of Wteat in since
Monday, there being but few buyeri at market,
sales were very heavy this morning, and Monday's
prices were with difficulty obtained for the finest
qualities, but the inferior qualities were unsale-
able. The arrivals of Oats have been large this
week; yet the trade was very brisk, and last
day's prices fully supported ; in .Barley, Peas
and Beans, there is no alteration.
THE liAavEsT.—The harvest is finished by
most Farmers in Dorsetshire, and all kinds of grain are re-
markably good. The crops of wheat,' barley, &c. in flaMp:
shire, have turned out abundant,, and far beyond the.
Farmer's expectations ; indeed, it has been asserted by
experienced Agriculturists, that there has been but one
harvest equal in all respects to the present since 1787,
namely, that of 1805 or 1806. Such a harvest generally lap-
pens after a rigidly cold winter, because the temperature of
the ground does not arrive at its maximum heat so soon ; not
is the corn checked in its
.growth by the late frosts, as in
• mild winters.

Yesterday, Mr. KtAN, the performer, gave bail
at Bow-street, to appeal against the Magistrate's
decision, in a case of bastardy. lie most posi-
tively denies the charge,