THE LAST SANCTION. TOPICS OF THE DAY.

CATHOLIC Emancipation has received its highest praise ! The Duke must now be indeed a proud man—the King a glad mo- narch ! The doubters, the ELDONS of society, will surely accede, assured by the last high authority which has sanctioned the great act of Ministers. The fact, which we would marshal in with all the pomp of heraldry, shall stand forth to an admiring world in a fresh paragraph. At the St. Patrick's Charity Dinner, Master BURKE, who some- where or other plays, Richard the Third, and the fiddle, excellently well, was moved to express himself in the subjoined rhymes on the Catholic Relief Bill, in the presence of a goodly company of poli- ticians, including

The Duke of Sussex, who presided, Lord Stourton, Lord Dormer, Lord Nugent, the Hon. Mr. Howard, Mr Otway Cave, M.P., Mr. O'Connell, M.P., Colonel Evans, Mr. Wright (the banker), Mr. P. Mahony, Mr. C. Butler, and several other influential English and Irish gentlemen.

As our own praise may be too feeble for the subject, we preface the lines with the introduction of the Morning Paper from which we copy them.

" In the course of the evening, the following Address was spoken by Master Burke, and was received with warm acclamation ; which was merited, as well by the admirable delivery of that gifted youth, as by the composition :- " And may /speak—and will you turn your ears From the rich mellow'd tone of riper years To listen to so poor a lay as mine ?— • Lift me, ye Seraphs, then to heights divine !] Mine is the early lay of Infancy Lisping his country's new-born Liberty !— The still small voice' that, 'mid the roar of joy, Swells, like a spirit of air, along the sky Its tributary note ! In the brief pause, The wild iEolian sweep a kindred feeling draws.

I've seen—I've heard—nor seen nor heard in vain— And my young bosom labours with the strain—

I've seen my country, lone and desolate,

Weeping-,like Rachael, for her children's fate—

I've heard full oft the loud and deep complaint From hearts that bore—all, save dishonour's taint!

And, in my young existence, I have seen My King, struck by the hard oppressive scene, Incite the noblest blood of all the land To break their fetters and their souls expand !

And I have heard, in one heart-pealing chord,i From millions, the acclaim of Right Restored I"

How natural is all this ! how true ! how completely worthy the occasion ! But what would become of US if CLARA FISHER should be incited to a monody on the Constitution ? Great is the authority of little BURKE, but not small is the credit of tiny FISHER. If these infant prodigies should go into opposition, between their stools, whatever be their fashion, the State might have an ugly fall ! Sufficient for the day, however, is the good thereof ; and let us make it our present comfort, that WHAT WELLINGTON DID AND MASTER BURKE APPROVED, must challenge the stamp of universal praise. What a powerful witness is that child who from the Obelisk in St. George's Fields has " seen and heard, nor seen and heard in vain, his country lone and desolate, weeping like Rachael for her children's fate !"

And yet he has been playing—the stony-hearted little prodigy ! within sight and hearing of these dire afflictions !

"I've heard full oft the loud and deep complaint."

No doubt he has, in the Surrey Theatre,—" Higher, higher!" to the scene-shifters ; and " Nosey, music !" to the orchestra.

"And in my young existence I have seen My King, struck by the hard oppressive scene."

This is probably a lapsus lingua? ; and what is meant is an allu- sion to the Lord Lieutenant WELLESLEY, who was, to speak Hiber- nice, as good as hit by a quart bottle. But enough of badinage with foolery ;—it is vile taste to cram children with tawdry sentiment unsuited to their years, and only fit for asses' ears, on a subject which has more than sufficiently moved the best-governed passions of the gravest men.