Strew flowers here, strew roses soon to perish,
For the dead life joys in all flowers that blow;
Crown with sweet herbs, bank blossoms high, to cherish
The poet's ashes that are yet aglow.
HENRY MORLEY.
A FEW NOTES.
Page 15. Fertur equis, &c. From the close of Virgil's first
Georgic:
said of horses in a chariot race,
Nor reins, nor curbs, nor threatening cries they fear,
But force along the trembling charioteer.
Dryden's translation.
Page 16. En Romanos, &c. Virgil, AEneid I., when Jove says,
The people Romans call, the city Rome,
To them no bounds of empire I assign,
Nor term of years to their immortal line.
Dryden's Virgil.
Page 18. "Laveer with every wind." Laveer is an old sea term for
working the ship against the wind. Lord Clarendon used its noun,
"the schoolmen are the best laveerers in the world, and would have
taught a ship to catch the wind that it should have gained half and
half, though it had been contrary."
Page 24. Amatorem trecentae Pirithoum cohibent catenae. Horace's
Ode, Bk. IV., end of ode 4. Three hundred chains bind the lover,
Pirithous:
Wrath waits on sin, three hundred chains
Pirithous bind in endless pains.
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