*Seale's publication on Greek Metres displays considerable talent and ingenuity, but, as might be expected in so difficult a work, is not remarkable for accuracy. [An Analysis of the Greek Metres; for the use of Students at the University of Cambridge. By John Barlow Seale (1764), 8vo.] "The Latin of the schools is of the canine species, and not very intelligible. * The discovery of Pythagoras, that the square of the hypothenuse is equal to the squares of the other two sides of a right-angled triangle. 1"Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do intreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres till they return." SHAKESPEARE. 2[The lady to whom the lines were addressed, is also commemorated in the verses "To a Vain Lady" and "To Anne." She was the daughter of the Rev. Henry Houson of Southwell, and married the Rev. Luke Jackson. She died on Christmas Day, 1821, and her monument may be seen in Hucknall Torkard Church.] This word is used by Gray in his poem to the Fatal Sisters: "Iron-sleet of arrowy shower Hurtles in the darken'd air." TRANSLATION FROM CATULLUS. AD LESBIAM. EQUAL to Jove that youth must be To him, alike, are always known, Parch'd to the throat my tongue adheres, My pulse beats quick, my breath heaves short, My limbs deny their slight support, [First printed, December, 1806.] IMITATION OF TIBULLUS. SULPICIA AD CERINTHUM LIB. QUART. CRUEL Cerinthus! does the fell disease Which racks my breast your fickle bosom please? Alas! I wish'd but to o'ercome the pain, TRANSLATION FROM CATULLUS. LUGETE VENERES CUPIDINESQUE YE cupids, droop each little head, Whom dearer than her eyes she lov'd: Tun'd to her ear his grateful strain. Now having pass'd the gloomy bourn, From whence he never can return, His death, and Lesbia's grief I mourn, Who sighs, alas! but sighs in vain. Oh! curst be thou, devouring grave! Whose jaws eternal victims crave, From whom no earthly power can save, For thou hast ta'en the bird away: From thee my Lesbia's eyes o'erflow, Her swollen cheeks with weeping glow; Thou art the cause of all her woe, Receptacle of life's decay. [First printed, December, 1806.] |