ystems and empires, conflicting tions, it is a marvel  literary  all. t of to-day is: Let t bury its dead, Act, act in t,  hin and God overhead.

    A little later, o expect to celebrate in glorious poetry and prose triump feuries.

    It is very interesting to c gro is like taking part in creation. side is cold and Part I. in t volume.187

    le co ty nests on trees fill  is er . It is o see flo of a snoorm! I  a bud quot;s of sound,quot;  t secret po mysterious force guided to t, tem and bud, to glorious fulfilment in t floent in tiny seed ed? Beautiful flotle o t of tand t ties better even than my hopes.

    A FREE tRANSLAtION FROM hORACE BOOK II-18.

    I am not one of tune deigns to smile. My  resplendent  adorned ing on graceful columns brougant Africa. For me no ty spinners s. I  unexpectedly fallen o princely estates, titles or po I o be desired treasures--try and talents. Despite my poverty, it is my privilege to be ty. I am too grateful for all to le Sabine farm is dear to me; for  days, far from trife of the world.

    O, ye  s tful of tomb, you lay tion of your palaces. In your mad pursuit of pleasure you rob ts beace roy ts!

    it a touco his bosom his household gods and his half-naked children.

    You forget t deato t remember, Ac be bribed by gold to ferry ty Prometo t antalus, too, great as als,  doo to return. Remember, too, t, alt ; for ribution to ternal rest from toil and sorrow.

    A t;ters at t of ; tly take to mock me; trut