66 the Emperor of Russia, and the King of Prussia, rose from the table, and were conducted to the Com'mon Council Chamber by the Lord Mayor as before. His lordship immediately preceding the Prince Regent with the Sword of State, and his Royal Highness was pleased, when about to take his departure, to address himself to Mr. Recorder as follows: "My reception has, "given me great pleasure; every "thing that has been done merits my entire approbation; indeed I "must command you to express "to the Corporation, the high gratification I have experienced "this day." About eleven o'clock, the Prince Regent and the other Royal and Illustrious Personages were accompanied by the Lord Mayor to their respective carriages, and returned in state to St. James's Palace before twelve o'clock. the Knights Marshal Men and Attendants, except the Coachmen and Postillions, bearing large flambeaux in their hands, added to the Grandeur of the Procession, and produced a novel and most brilliant effect. All After his Royal Highness the Prince Regent had retired, the Ladies were admitted from the Galleries into the Hall, provision having been previously made for that purpose, by the erection of a staircase of communication at the West end. In addition to the entertain ment in the Hall, dinners were provided at the New London Tavern for the General of the District, and the Field-officers of the Regiments and Corps on duty, and the Heralds and Officers of arms: other dinners were provided at the Guildhall Coffee-house, for the Lord Chancellor's and Judges' Suites, and the Officers of the Lord Mayor's Household. The vocal Performers and the Royal Military Bands procured their own dinners, previous to their attendance in the Hall. Provisions were also made in the various taverns aud inns in the neighbourhood, for the Band of Gentlemen Pensioners, the Yeomen of the Guard, and other persons, in attendance upon the Royal Personages, as well as for their horses and carriages; and the great room in Cateaton-street, belonging to the late Paul's Head Tavern, was appropriated to the Livery Servants, where they were furnished with every proper refreshment. The Magnificence and Splendor of the Entertainment on this glorious occasion, having greatly excited the public curiosity to view the decorations and fittings up of the Hall, the numerous applications for that purpose induced your Committee, as far as they consistently could, -to comply with their wishes, and therefore directed the plate and ornaments to remain on the various tables, and every convenient facility of ingress and egress through the galleries to be afforded, by which means thousands of Persons (many of whom were of high distinction and great respectability) were gratified with a view of the magnificent decorations, during the three days your Committee were enabled to continue the accommodation without materially interrupting public business. POETRY. 56 THE CORSAIR, BY LORD BYRON. The Pirate's Song. 'ER the glad waters of the dark blue sea, 66 souls as free, "Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam, "No dread of death-if with us die our foes- 66 Cling to his couch, and sicken years away; "Heave his thick breath; and shake his palsied head; "Ours-the fresh turf, and not the feverish bed. "While gasp by gasp he faulters forth his soul, "Ours with one pang-one bound-escapes controul. "His corse may boast its urn and narrow cave, "And they who loath'd his life may gild his grave: "Ours are the tears, though few, sincerely shed, "When Ocean shrouds and sepulchres our dead. "For us, even banquets fond regret supply "In the red cup that crowns our memory; "And the brief epitaph in danger's day, "When those who win at length divide the prey, "And cry, Remembrance saddening o'er each brow, "How had the brave who fell exulted now!" ATHENIAN PROSPECT. FROM THE SAME. SLOW sinks, more lovely ere his race be run, The god of gladness sheds his parting smile; On such an eve, his palest beam he cast, And dark the mountain's once delightful dyes : The soul of him who scorn'd to fear or fly- But lo! from high Hymettus to the plain, Again the Ægean, heard no more afar, Mixt with the shades of many a distant isle, That frown-where gentler ocean seems to smile. THE DEATH OF HOFER, THE TYROLESE LEADER. Translated from Korner's Poems. "Treu hingst du deinem alten Fursten an." * HOFER! in thy bold bosom glow'd, Shed glory round his tomb. Roused by thy horn from cot and fold, And now that heart's rich tide is chill, The gallant chace is done; Scatter'd and sunk, the mountain band But God is all.-Vain warrior-skill, Yet, Hofer in that hour of ill Who saw, as levelled the Chasseur ON RAUCH'S BUST OF QUEEN LOUISA OF PRUSSIA. FROM THE SAME. How lovely still, though now no more Those orbs are closed in marble sleep, |