The Sun.
London, England, 1818-06-11 00:00:00

TUB tfuscn itsCENT‘'s COURT,

Yesterday, at twelve o'clock, his fliiYa 4 g!i-
`tiefi! the Pittaby. REGENT held a COort at Carlton
House, which was attended by—
'he Archbishop of Caitfirlihry, the Lord President of the
Council, the Lord Privy Seal, the First Lora of the Treasury,
the Chancellor of the Eichetiter, the Mister General of the
Ordnance, the Chancellor of the Duchy of Lancaiter, the Se-
cretary of State for the Home Department, the President of
the Board 'of Control, the Great Officers of State, Ike.

The hev,eitt gave audiences to the Earl of liar
rovvhy, Sidi/tooth, &c.

His Royal Hi hness held a Privy Council, at
which the inintediale Dissolution of Parliament
was agreed upon. viiconta Chetwynd attended,
as Clerk of the Council:

Arrangements were Made fn.!. the Regent going
in State to the House of Peers to elifse the Ses-
sion of Parlianient. The King's, the Queen's,
and the Tilt-yard Guards, mounted duty in the
morning, in *trite gaiters, &c.
, .
The Crown was rethoved front the Tower of

London to the House of Peers. The streets from
the Horse Guards to the Parliament House were
covered with gravel. The State Attendants were
assembled at St. James's Palace soon after obi
o'clock.

The Prince Regent arrived in hii private car.
ridge, at St . James's Palace, from Carlton-House,
soon after half-past one o'clock. The different
state roams were filled with persons respectably
dressed, to see his Royal Highness pass with his
attendants. His. Royal Highness was received by
The Lord Steward of the Household, Lord Amherst, as
Lord in Waiting; Sir John Craddock, Groom in Waiting;
the Master of the Horse ; Sir Wm. Koppel, as Master of the
Robes ; the Comptroller of the Household, the Treasurer of
the Household, the State Page, the Page of Honour (Master
.Greases); Gold Stick (Earl Harrington); Silver Stick (Col.
Dances; the Captain of the Yeomen of the Guard, four Gen.
tlemen Ushers, the Clerk Marshal, &c.

There were four carriages and six, one with a
set of beautiful black horses, and three with bajfs,
all decorated with crimson ribbons. The eight
beautiful cream-coloured horses were decorated
on their manes and harness with light blue rib-
bons. The Prince Regent wore a Field Marshal's
uniform, decorated with his numerous Orders.
He was attended in the state carriage by the Duke
of Montrose, as Master of the Horse, and Lord
Amherst, as the Lord in Waiting.
The Regent began to move out of the Palace
Yard exactly at a quarter before two o'clock, sa-
luted by the Band of the Guard playing " God
save the King," and the sound of trumpets: The
weather being remarkably fine, as great a con-
course of people were assembled as we recollect
on any similar occasion, especially under the cir-
cumstance of the shortness of the notice when it
was to take place, which rendered the procession
particularly splendid, and it was enlivened by the
females in the gardens, Park, at the windows of
the houses, curtseying, and the waving of hats
and huzzaing of the men in the Park and the
streets.

His Royal Highness entered the House of Peers
at six minutes after two o'clock, which was an-
nounced by a Royal Salute of cannon. His Royal
Highness returned from the House, and entered
the state carriage at 25 minutes before 3 o'clock,
and the procession returned to St. James's Palace

in the same order as it went, and was generally
cheered by the populace. The Regent arrived at
the Palace at three o'clock. His Royal Highness
evidently appeared to suffer extremely from the
oppressive heat of the day, but we were happy to
observe he appeared in very good health and
spirits.

FOR THE SUN.

SACRED EDIFICES.

MR. EDITOR,-The attention of those whose
duty it is to reform abuses, but whose interest
often excite warm wishes for their perpetuation,
has frequently been called to the indelicacy and
extortion observable in the exhibition of most of
our national edifices and institutions. The sane-

City of our Templet is defiled by money changers,
and the solemn depositories of the ashes of the
revered Great may be ransacked for a few shil-
lings ; but the reflecting mind is not permitted to
meditate amongst the tombs of departed Heroes,
Statesmen, and Philosophers, unless he can corn
mand a sop for Cerbon-us, equivalent in value to tI
maintenance of a poor family for a day. My re-
mark, Sir, is principally applied to our two Metro-
politan Cathedrals. It may be argued that the
exacted fees are calculated to select the visitors,
and consequently to prevent the destruction or
mutilation a promiscuous multitude might effect
upon those beautiful specimeni of art and anti-
quity. But is that the case ? Look at the in-
creasing dilapidation, amongst the monumental
sculpture of Westminster Abbey. I am afraid
but mall, very small, share of the exactions re-
ct ived are appropriated to the protection and pre-
servation of its solemn relics. The manner too
of exhibiting these curiosities is equally deserving
of censure ; a stiff ignoramus drags you through

the various parts of the edifice, and, after exciting,
in his best manner, your generosity, leaves you as
well informed as when you entered the Abbey.—
One well-informed Gentleman certainly attempts
to afford you some information, for, when point-
ing to the monument of Sir ISAAC NEWTON, he
adds—" It is supposed that he it weighing the
sun in n pair of stilliards! ! !"
ludalgine: in the hope that these things are at
least capable of correction, I remain, Sir,

AN OBSERVER.

To-morrow morning the prisoners who stand
committed on charges of felony will be removed
from the several Gaols in the City of London and
Comity of Middlesex to Newgate, preparatory to
their taking their trials at the ensuing Sessions,
at Justice-Hall, in the Old Bailey, which will
continence On Wednesday next, the I7th of this
month.

The Sessions for the County of Middlesex will
commence at the Sessions fiunse on Cletkenwell
Greenon Monday next,when the trials of traversers
and others out on hail, on matters of assault,
nuisance, and misdemeanor, tvia be proceeded on,

POEttlY.

ENSTLE to Me EDINBUI:Oti

[SECOND PART.]

Say, ---then. are such your view's:
When thus your Monarch you altttse
My views ! can such a little thing.
Lire brave r cisittesi with a King
Sire does not measure Mir de,lre,
And little things sometintesaspiie.
Taut Thuntb.c may struggle to be first ;
The frog swelrd till her brown skin burit,
In striving to outiire the tut:
None 'fight more fierce than Bantam cocks;
Such are your views—it no —you might
Sometimes allow that King-% do right;
I would not wish the Cuckoo song,
Which tells us Kings can do no wrong;
That is, we know, a mode of diction,
A form of words, a mere law-fict• ,
Which makes the Ministers alone
Responsible for bad deeds done,
Whilst they, entrusted with the carts
Of Government, conduct affairs
I would not wish this state pretence
Should e'er be view'd in literal sense,
Yet sure there is a happy mean, .
Altho', timecard by hate and spleen,
It never conid by you be seen.

‘Vhsit ! said i, never ? I must pray
To take that needless word away—.
Once—you of sugar'd praise a load
On Kings and Ministers bestow'd ;
'Twas at the time, when overthrown,
The tyrant chief resign'd his Throne;
When full of joy, the royal set
As Conquerors at Paris met.
By such a strange event astounded,
Which all your views of things confounded,
You quite revers'd your former strain,
And prais'd with all your might and main.
The Minister., who just before
Were all that's bad, and something snore—
Became the guardians of the nation,
In Wisdom great and moderation.
The Kings who erst had in your high-rants
Been all call'd bloody selfish tyrants,
Were now, since they had conquer'd France,
Become quit • heroes of Romance.
Hey day—why this is mighty strange!
What magic has produc'd this change ?
Why not Sr. JOHN—the merry Knight,
Convicted of inglorious flight,
When all his boastings rain were found,
With greater quickness turfed hint round.
Was it, exclaim'd the fat Knight errant,
" For me to kill the heir apparent ?"
Now give like him your reasons ?
Why all this praise amid your Treasons ?
What! reasons on compulsion ?—No--
Did Reasons flak as berries grow,
I would not on compulsion speak them—.
If you will not, then I must seek them.

Alt Out the time when you so prais'd
The prcittrate world again was rais'd—
And- such a pkAl Of exultation
Burst forth from all the gladden'd nation ;
You could not but your art employ
To seem to share the general joy.
Sole time since },ott set up re, iew,
When all could Sympathise with you—
But did 'yon—answer to my call—
Did you then sympathize with all ?
No, no, fore'd,rfore'd, was all your glee;
Like that which we in witting see,
Struck dumb by sudden repartee ;
The peals of laughter loud resound—,
He strives to latigh with all around,
But does, it with so bad a grace,
That laughing on one side his face,
He cannot his vexation bide,
But cries upon the other side.
This hitter—but to gulp a pill
You were compcll'd more bitter stilt
Compell'd, your vengeance yet unsated,
To praise the men whom most you hated.
So loud in praise was ever?. voice,
You had a sort of Hobson s choice;
'Twas like a dagger through you thrusto
But tho"twas wormwood praise you must
The men who, by their measures wise,
Had falsified your prophecies.
Yuu could rejoice, and praise, and wonder,
But had nut quite enough of candour,
At once to own yourself false prophet ;
You would not by experience profit ;
And rather chose to call black white,
Maintain that all you said was right,
Than own—so sore confession griev'd you,
A lying spirit WO decried you ;
It is indeed an uphill work—
It needs much quibble, trick, and quirk—
Much stir of brain—vf pen much sleight,
'lO prove right wrong—or prove wrong right:
By skill in this you well display'd
That pettifogging is your trade.
Had facts gone, nor like facts of old,
All must have been as I foretold—
I draw from frets a just conclusion,
And if the fates would make confusion,
They who will on just grounds condemn,
Must surely blame not me but them.
Fye, (ye. will not one blush proclaim
You still retain some sense of shame ?
No—soon your Chief irons Elba fled,
Again you raise your recreant head,
Again the Ministers ale knaves,
And Kings the tyrant lords of stares.
Again your old tricks yon resume,
And pour you prophecies of gloom—
Again you pour your treacherous tropes
On Bun/sae/kill's and his hopes,
'Till Waterloo's avenging field,
Forcing the world's dread scourge to yield,
And from his doting France to sever,
Destroy'd his hopes and your's fur ::Ver.

With this triumphant refutation
of all your false vaticinati,n,

I close, and for a while adieu

Will hid to you and your Review
But tbiuk nu: not for ever gone,
1 shall be with you friend, anon.