The Sun.
London, England, 1820-08-10 00:00:00

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MARY'S MOUNT.

(Prom BlachwOod's Edinhut•gle 3f4dtine.)

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Who, standing on this rural spot,
With groves above, and fields around.
Wonld, pausing, e'er indulge the thoughts
That armies thronged the lower ground j
Oi• image neighing steed, or fear
That trump or drum salute his ear;
Or think this leafy screen enfolded,
A being of as tragic fate,
As lovely, and unfortunate,
As Nature ever moulded:
• •
Trac'd like a map, the landscape lies
cultured beauty stretching wide;
There l'tntland's green acclivities ;
There Ocean, with its azure tide ;
There Arthur's Seat; and, gleaming Oro'
Thy southern wing, Dunedin blue !
While, in the orient, Lammer's daughters,l
A distant giant range are seen,
North Berwick Law, with cone of green.
Arid Bass amid the waters.
Wrapt in the mantle of her wo,
Bete agonised Mary stood,
And saw contending hosts below,
Opposing, meet in deadly feud ;
With hilt to hilt, and hand to hand,
The children of one mother laud
For battle come. The banners flaunted
Amid Carberry's beechen grove ;
And kinsmen, braving kinsmen, strove
Undaunting, and undaunted.
. Silent the Queen in sorrow stood,
When Bothwell, starting forward, said,
" The cause is mine—a nation's blood,
Go, tell you chiefs, should not be shed ;
Go, hid the bravest heart advance
Io single fight, to measure lance
With. me, who wait prepared to meet him !"
" Fly!—Bothwell, fly!—it shall not be."--
She wept—she sobbed—on beaded knee
. Fair Mary did entreat him.

" I go," he sighed —" the war is mine,
A Nero could not injure thee ;
My lot on earth is sealed, but thine
Sti,ll long and bright and happy be !
This last farewell—this struggle aer,
We ne'er shall see each other more—
Now loose thy hold ! pour broken-hearted—"
She faints—she falls.—Upon his roan
The bridle reins in haste are thrown.—
The pilgrim bath departed.
Know ye the tenor of his fate ?
A fugitive among his own;
Disguised—deserted—desolate--
A weed on Niagara thrown ;
A Cain among the sons of men ;
A pirate on the ocean ; then,
A Scandinavian captive fettered
To die amid the dungeon gloom ;
If earthly chance, or heavenly doom
Is dark :—but so it mattered.

Daughter of Scotland! beautiful, •
Beyond what falls to human lot,
Thy breathing features rendered dull,
The visions of a poet's thought.
Thy voice was music on the deep, •
When winds are hushed, and waves asleep,
In mould and mind by far excelling, -
Or Cleopatra on the wave
Of Cydnus vanquishing-the brave,
Or Troy's resplendent Helen !
The very sun in clouds arose,
Delightful flower of Holyrood !
The span was tempest-fraught, thy woes
Should snake thee pitied by the good.
Poor Mary ! an untimely tomb
Was thine, with prison hours of gloom,
A crown, and rebel crowns beneath thee,
A lofty fate—,-a lowly fall !
Thou wert a woman, and let all
Thy faults be buried with thee

THE THEATRES.

HAYMARKET THEATRE.—The pleasant and_
once popular old Comedy of The Constant Couple
was represented last night for the benefit of Mrs.
MARDYN, though not so announced. This lively
Actress made her first appearance in.the charac-
ter of Sir Harry Midair, the gayest and most
airy character in the modern Drama. If it were
possible to get over the conviction that it was a
female who performed, her impression on the
audience would have been very entertaining ;
and, as it was, she afforded much amusement,
and excited much applause. If the Comedy is
repeated, we shall take more notice of the ge-
neral representation.

ENGLISH OPERA. HOUSE.--A Drama, founded
on the singular tale of The Vampire, attributed
to Lord 13YnoN, and derived from his conversa-
tion, was last night brought forward at this
Theatre, under the same title. The original
idea of that fabulous being the Vampire was,_
that they were the souls of guilty persons, who
tormented the living by sucking their blood when
asleep. The existence of these imaginary beings
was very commonly Credited in the days of darkness
and ignorance in Poland and hi Germany.—
The original idea has not been followed in the
Tale alluded to, nor of course in the Drama, but
it serves very well for the general purpose of the
production. The subject admits of the horrific,
and it is difficult to unite that quality with the
comic ; but as far as such a combination, with due
vicissitudes, could be accomplished, it'has been
successfully attained on the present occasion. The
Theatre has done its duty. The action is trans-
ferred to Scotland, which admits of grand,
sbeau-
tiful, and picturesque scenery, and which gives a
strong interest to the piece before;us, as it is
w
piece is accompanied by
some pleasing
t negd
characters. 1 n
are
u'slihe
c, original and selected, and
theoe l leexecuted.
throughout well assigned
to the respective Performers. Mr. T. P. COOKE
is the Hero of the piece, and he is well qualified
to give full effect to characters of a terrific de-
scription, as he powerfully evinced last night.—
The Drama was otherwise well supported by
BARTLEY, HARLEY, Mrs. CIIATTLRLEY, Miss
\VORGMAN, MISS CAREW, &c. and was
throughout well received by a numerous au-
dience.

The Duke of YORK, who 'is one of the best
shots in England, has so much increased his game
by means of his new preserves, that perhaps nu
manor of the same extent in the kingdom, is now
better stocked than that of Oatlands.

On Tuesday, the Duke and Duchess th'•
CAZES gave a grand dinner at their reside4e
in Portland Place, to all the Ambassadors sand
Foreign Ministers, and their Ladies. After
dinner the Duchess had an evening party.
Yesterday, the LORD CHANCELLOR and Lady
fli.noN gave a grand dinner to the Duke and
Duchess Decazes, Count and Countess Lieven,
Count Caraman, Baron Fagel, Sir William Scott,
and a select party of distinguished personages; at
their house in Hamilton-place.