Lorenzo. Farewell-farewellMy lovely bride! (Drums, &c. without.) Hark how they call! I come! (Lays the body in a niche of the vault.) Will guard thy sacred dust.-And now away! SCENE VII. The Court of the Castle. ZRINY, ALAPI, PAPRUTOWITCH, EVA, (with a burning torch.) Zriny. For the last time thus I address my friends,— That overmatches us an hundred fold We have repulsed,—and slain their men in thousands! Has twenty thousand of his choicest men, With many a prince, left dead before this fortress- That mortal energies may not resist. They have dug mines even through this rocky steep,- (Drums, &c. without.) The voice of battle calls-Or shall the flames To death hath sent before him, finds the hero And country falls-henceforth in every heart or wan Gains even on earth, whence he has fought his Officers and Soldiers. Lead on! way Lead on!-We follow thee-We are prepared! SCENE VIII. ZRINY, &c. (as before.) LORENZO enters. Zriny. Where is Helena now? Lorenzo. At home-in Heaven! With angels, twining everlasting wreaths To crown us. But let her not wait too long These were her last words. The death-angel now Has join'd our hands. On-on! Keep me not from her! Zriny. (To Eva.) Now, dearest wife-our parting kiss-But say, How wilt thou perish? Eva. There upon the rampart, I watch the combat-and may Heaven inspire Strength to fulfil my purpose! Zriny. What if you Behold your friends o'erpower'd and slain ? Eva. This torch Then flies into the powder magazine. In ruins only shall our Sigeth yield. Is everlasting joy! Hear how the storm -death to thee (Tumult without.) Rages already-Welcome, death! I know Thy summons. Here, Lorenzo, take this banner- I follow next-then you (to Paprut.) and you, Alapi,- Alapi. Nay, they are tears of joy, A death so noble with such friends to die. Zriny. Now shall our eagles conquer Farewell! (to Alapi and Paprut.) Once more Give me your hands! Now, trumpets, sound a triumph!— (Trumpets sound. On-on! We meet again-Death-death is now The ninth and last scene changes to a part of the old castle already in flames. In the back ground, the new castle, with the draw-bridge up-Trumpets, drums, and shouts of the Turkish army in their new attack. The draw-bridge is let down-two shots are fired from the gate, and through the smoke the Hungarians make their appearance Lorenzo comes first-then Zriny and (Exeunt. LORD CARBERY'S LETTER ON THE LATE CORK COUNTY MEETING. We have just received, from an Irish agent, a little pamphlet,* on a local subject, by Lord Carbery, one of the few resident noblemen of Ireland. It is a letter, written to a gentleman of the county of Cork, respecting a meeting of that great county to address the King. We received it so late in the month, that we have room but for few prefatory observations; and shall only premise to our extracts, that, in consequence of a requisition, signed by a vast number of the nobles and gentry of Cork, (though we learn from the pamphlet, that it was hastily got up, and without the due co-operation of many who would have supported it,) a meeting was convened by the High Sheriff, at which, after some opposition too contemptible for notice, a loyal address was carried by an immense majority. A counter meeting was subsequently held, consisting of the lowest rabble of the city, and some half dozen unfortunate gentlemen fishing for dirty popularity, where they passed a counter address, which they styled the address of the nobility, gentry, clergy, and freeholders of the county, though hardly ten gentry or forty freeholders were present, and not one noble or clergyman at all. This veracious document is under the patronage of that enlightened gentleman Mr W. Becher, member for Mallow, who attended the county meeting, and cut as admirable a figure there, in opposing the loyal address, as he does in Parliament, when his superiors allow him to open his mouth and oppose Ministers. His speech in the county court of Cork, like those in St Stephen's, literally, we are informed, tains, and the picture it draws of the present feeling of Ireland upon vital questions. We have here, from the highest testimony-a resident_nobleman, who has taken an active share in every thing regarding the interests of the part of Ireland which he inhabits -a nobleman of enlightened mind and sound principles, who has every opportunity of knowing the feelings of his countrymen, and of rightly appreciating them, an assurance that the agents of revolution have no chance of succeeding in Ireland; while a paltry scribbler in the last Edinburgh Review, who knows nothing of the country, but through the second-hand medium of books of no authority whatever, gives us as his opinion, that Ireland would not be tenable without the application of the firelock to the breasts of its inhabitants. To whom greater credit is due, we need hardly say. The behaviour of Ireland, during the late agitations in this island, affords indeed a strong contrast to its former turbulence. In spite of every effort of sedition, the voice of loyalty burst from almost every quarter of the country, drowning the wretched cry of disaffection wherever it was attempted to be raised. Such we trust will be the future character of Ireland; and we hope that the honourable sentiments, so eloquently put forth by Lord Carbery, will actuate the conduct of those to whom that country looks for guidance and information. "In ordinary times it may, perhaps, be enough for men to rest in the private exercise of their own duties, and to content themselves with setting a good example to those around them; such an example may have a sufficiently powerful effect, when no effort is making, or no arts are employed to counteract it. But in the times we live, the case is far otherwise; it is not enough that each of us, at our fireside, in the little circle of our friends, when we open the public prints of the day, and see horrid blasphemy in one column, and rank sedition in another; A Letter from Lord Carbery to Thomas Newenham, of Coolmore, Esq. on the subject of the late County Meeting. Cork; Edwards and Savage. 1821. pp. 20. + Horæ Scandicæ, No. II. it is not then, I say, enough that we reprobate such abominable doctrines, while, in eyery little village and alehouse, the insidious poison is infusing itself into the minds of our tenants and neighbours, through the columns of some Radical newspaper, or the cheapened pages of those impious tracts which are circulated by desperate and designing men, for the most iniquitous purposes. It may perhaps be said, that this is the duty of the ministers of religion, (and here let me say, when I speak of religion, I mean the Christian religion generally, under all its forms of worship,) and that the laity have no concern in it. I am ready to acknowledge, that the clergy of all denominations in Ireland are vigilant pastors, that they generally fulfil their duty with zeal and activity; but I am confident there is not one of them who would not be most grateful for any assistance that we could lend, either by our precepts or our example. "These are times of universal and severe distress, aggravated in this county by local circumstances-failure of banks* and redundant population. The scarcity of money has thrown thousands out of employment; poverty and want make a fine preparation for the seeds of Revolution; and, if morality and religion are not active in pulling up every germ of it as it appears, it will soon strike its roots so deep, and spread so fast, that it will smother every wholesome plant, and in a short time convert the fruitful field into a barren wilderness. "The revolutionary spirit is abroad on the earth; our own empire is almost the only one remaining in Europe, that has altogether escaped its bloody fury; and, in my conscience, I believe that it is in a great measure owing to the general influence of religion over our people, that, under God's providence, it has hitherto escaped; and that, if ever we suffer their minds to be contaminated by those detestable doctrines which the demons of discord are endeavouring to propagate, the bloody tragedy that was acted in France will be repeated here. In what did the French revolution originate? was it the work of an hour, or a year, or the paroxysm of momentary phrenzy? By no means; it was foreseen and predicted, aye, half a century before it took place! It had its origin in the impious writings of the French wits and talented men, who abused those gifts which their maker had bestowed upon them, railed at a religion that would curb their vices, ridiculed and denied the divine precepts of the Gospel, attempting to supply its place with their own flimsy presumptuous systems; they courted the patronage of the great by the corrupt doctrines of a compromising morality, that administered to, rather than restrained their vices, and easily obtained votaries among the lower orders by the palliation of crime, and in time utterly destroyed every principle of religion and morality founded on divine revelation. They pulled down the Cross, and their disciples erected the Guillotine. "We should not rest ourselves in the consolation that none of those diabolical doctrines have yet found their way to our shores,-that neither sedition nor infidelity exist in Ireland. It is high time for us to be upon our guard, when they have appeared in England-“proximus ardet Ücalegon;" and when men whose rank, education, talents, and, I trust, religious principles, in reality and sincerity abhor them, have, at the hazard of every thing that is dear to man, here and hereafter, countenanced and protected their wicked authors, for the paltry purpose of promoting their own political aggrandizement. We are now, since the Union, more than ever an integral part of the British empire, and are as well entitled, and as much called upon to address the Throne on subjects of imperial concern, no matter in which country they occur, as Devonshire or Yorkshire. "It is moreover essential, that these revolutionary gentry should know, that they are to expect no proselytes in this country,-that we are a loyal, peaceable, and religious people; and that the doctrines of Voltaire or Rousseau, of Mirabeau or Condorcet, of Paine or Hunt, of Wooller or Carlisle, will find no disciples amongst us. "I feel as much as any man for the Since last May, every bank south of Dublin, with the exception of four, has failed; great commercial distress has in consequence been felt in Ireland, and the deficiency of the revenue of that country is mainly attributable to that circumstance. distresses of my country; and as I cannot boast that I am myself exempt from their pressure, it is only a fellow-feeling; but how slight are they, in comparison of all those calamities which sedition and infidelity would bring in their train! When man is once divested of all the principles of religion and morality, he becomes the greatest monster in the creation. Quid leges sine moribus vance proficiunt,' there is no longer any controul over his lusts, his ambition, or his avarice, he is the slave of his passions, the enemy and destroyer of peace, virtue, and social order. Can we then be too strong in our reprobation of those who would bring such calamities upon us? Can we be too vigilant in guarding against their approaches? If we once suffer them to get footing among us, it may be then too late to oppose them." P. 9—13. Nothing will tend to keep off the unhallowed invasion of those messengers of evil, so much as the presence of such men as Lord Carbery among their tenantry. No circumstance has been productive of so many unhappy consequences to Ireland, as the non-residence of her nobility and gentry. Deprived of the guidance of their natural leaders, and left to the management of agents and underlings, by whom they were often oppressed, and whom they almost always despised, the moral culture of her people has been for the most part utterly neglected; but we trust that a better order of things is gradually arising,-that the diffusion of education will be attended by its usual blessings,-that it will fill the country with a population more harmonized to that of the sister island, and more amenable to the laws,-and that the lords of the land, no longer terrified by turbulence, or disgusted by ignorance, of both which they by their neglect have been in a great measure the cause, will consult their own interest, and that of the country, by living among their people, cheering them by the diffusion of their wealth, and directing them by the example of their loyalty. STATE AND PROSPECTS OF THE WHIGS. Ir is long since the whigs have made so keen a struggle for power as that of which we have lately witnessed the ardour, and already seen, we believe, the termination. The motive to this unwonted alacrity is obvious. The casual excitement and delusion of those whom the Opposition find it convenient to denominate "the people," was the sole and most questionable occasion of all this factious bustle-and, so soon as the popular fever has passed away, we have no doubt that these great patriots will sink again into their accustomed slumber. Nothing, indeed, could have been more drowsy and ineffective than their course of existence for many years. Although they continued to retain the style and title of a parliamentary opposition, yet, for all useful purposes, they had ceased, in a great measure, politically to exist. They were feebly heard, indeed, in their occasional and tremulous carpings at the measures of administration-they said something despairingly two or three times in a session about corruption, servitude, and approaching ruin-but the whole fire and efficacy of their resistance had vanished, and so despe rate did their case appear, that a general belief had gone abroad that some of their most distinguished leaders, yielding to the claim of their declining years, had determined to withdraw from an arena which had been to them only a scene of disappointment. The labouring oar had been grasped by the ruder hands of a few radical champions-and the public gaze had for some time been fixed in ineffable scorn and abhorrence upon their proceedings, to the exclusion of the superseded and forgotten whigs. But suddenly the scene has been changed and "all the talents," recovering from their uncongenial stupor, have now resolved, it seems, to vindicate their high destiny-and to expel from that power which is rightfully theirs, the weakness and profligacy which have so long usurped it. Great undertakings are too often exposed to much miscalculation and signal miscarriage. Modesty has never been a characteristic ornament of the whigs-and it is probable that their deep, instinctive, self-veneration has been confirmed, rather than corrected, by misfortune. A conceited man becomes more conceited still, even |