The grasshopper gnat and fly
Serve for our minstrelsy.

Grace said, we dance awhile,

And so the time beguile :

And if the moon doth hide her head,

The glow-worm lights us home to bed.

On tops of dewy grass

So nimbly we do pass,

The young and tender stalk

Ne'er bends when we do walk:

Oft in the morning may be seen

Where we the night before have been.

PERCY'S RELIQUES.

BIBO.

WHEN Bibo thought fit from this world to retreat,

As full of champagne as an egg's full of meat, He turned in the boat and to Charon he said'I will be rowed back, for I am not yet dead'. 'Trim the boat and sit quiet', stern Charon replied, You may have forgot you were drunk when you died.'

PRIOR.

Cicada culices simulque muscæ
Nobis harmoniam suam ministrant;
Atque actis ibi gratiis parumper
Saltamus, properantius fugantes
Noctem præcipitem : latente luna,
Lampyris radios dat alma nobis,

Et nos ad cubitum domum reducit.

Herbæ vertice roscido virentis
Tam molli pede præterimus omnes,
Ut caulis tener et recenter ortus
Non se deprimat, ambulante nostro
Conventu super: at, rubente cœlo
Aurora radiis, videre possis,

Qua nos lusimus in priore nocte.

F. H.

BIBO.

CUM Bibo de terris tandem dignatus abire est,
Spumantis Bacchi plenus, ut ova cibi;
Exsilit in cymba tristemque Charonta moratur-
'Remum inhibe; non sum mortuus, ire nego.'

'Heus! cave, cymbam agitas'—cui portitor; 'O bone, nescis Multo prolutum te periisse mero?'

B.

ARETHUSA.

AND now from their fountains

In Enna's mountains

Down one vale where the morning basks,
Like friends once parted

Grown single-hearted,
They ply their watery tasks.
At sun-rise they leap

From their cradles steep

In the curve of the shelving hill;
At noontide they flow

Through the woods below,

And the meadows of Asphodel;
And at night they sleep
In the rocking deep,
Beneath the Ortygian shore;

Like spirits that lie

In the azure sky,

When they love but live no more.

SHELLEY.

THE CLOWN'S REPLY.

JOHN TROTT was desired by two witty peers
To tell them the reason, why Asses had ears:
'An't please you', quoth John, 'I'm not given to letters,
Nor dare I pretend to know more than my betters;
Howe'er from this time I shall ne'er see your graces,
As I hope to be saved, without thinking of Asses."

GOLDSMITH.

ARETHUSA.

GRATA jacet vallis sub amoenæ montibus Ennæ,
Pandit ad Eoum quæ sua rura jubar:

Hanc Arethusa colit; colit amnis amator eandem ;
Labitur undarum læta labore dies:

Dulce sodalitium-rediit mens una duobus ;
Lis, modo quæ rupit, firmat amicitiam.
Cautibus exsiliunt montano mane cubili,
Inde terunt varias prona fluenta vias;
Pascua maturo quærunt viridantia Phœbo,
Asphodelique novis roribus herba tumet.
Undosi demum delapsos in maris æstum
Serior Ortygio contegit umbra sinu :
Tales sidereis animæ lætantur in arvis,
Queis, licet effluxit vita, relucet amor.

CATUS QUANTUMVIS RUSTICUS.

'NOVISTINE' duo proceres dixere faceti— 'Auriculis cur gaudet Asellus,

Optime Trottorum? Sum plane indoctior', ille;

'Nec vobis plus scire decorum est:

'At mihi Asellorum, cum vos vidisse, Magistri, Contigerit, referetur imago'.

H. D.

THE QUEEN OF HEARTS.

THE Queen of Hearts,

She made some tarts

All on a summer's day;

The Knave of Hearts,

He stole those tarts

And took them quite away.

The King of Hearts,

He missed those tarts,

And beat the knave full sore;

The Knave of Hearts

Brought back those tarts,

And stole them never more.

CANNING.

POOR LUBIN.

On his death-bed poor Lubin lies,
His spouse is in despair:
With frequent sobs and mutual cries
They both express their care.

A different cause,' says Doctor Sly, 'The same effect may give:

Poor Lubin fears that he may die,—

His wife that he may live.'

PRIOR.