the fullest measure of disgrace? If it be so-may the gods avert the omen!—that the supreme hour of the republic has come, let us, the rulers of the world, rather fall with honor, than serve with infamy! Born to glory and to liberty, let us hold these bright distinctions fast, or let us greatly die! Be it, Romans, our first resolve to strike down the tyrant and the tyranny. Be it our second to endure all things for the honor and liberty of our country. To submit to infamy for the love of life can never come within the contemplation of a Roman soul! For you, the people of Rome—you, whom the gods have appointed to rule the world-for you to own a master is impious.

You are in the last crisis of nations. To be free or to be slavesthat is the question of the hour. By every obligation of man or states it behooves you in this extremity to conquer-as your devotion to the gods and your concord among yourselves encourage you to hope-or to bear all things but slavery. Other nations may bend to servitude; the birthright and the distinction of the people of Rome is liberty. From Wilkinson's "Preparatory Latin."

DE GAUDIS PARADISI. [Translation.]

On the fount of life eternal is the spirit's craving bent,

And the prisoned soul is pleading that the walls of flesh be rentYearning, reaching, and beseeching to return from banishment.

While lamenting her exposure to temptation's strain and stress,
Glories lost by first transgression on her tearful vision press,
And the present ill enhances the remembered happiness.

For what tongue may tell the measure of the peace and the delight,
Where the palaces of living pearls are builded pure and white,
Where with gold the high roofs glitter and the banquet halls are

bright?

Joined with precious jewels only are the holy walls complete;
Spotless gold, like clearest crystal, paves with light the city-street;
Dust has vanished, all is banished that might sully angels' feet.

Frosty winter, parching sunmer, never here their harshness bring;
An eternal bloom of roses leadeth an eternal spring—
Crocuses and fragrant balsams, lilies white and glistening.

Fields are green and harvests ripen; all the streams with honey flow;
Summer scents and breath of spices from the painted blossoms blow;
Never-falling fruits are hanging where the flowering orchards grow.

Here no moons that wax and wane, no wandering stars nor sunshine hot, But the Lamb is to the city as a light that setteth not.

Night and time are absent from it; constant day its happy lot.

For the saints who, after triumph, as the sun in glory show,
Saved and crowned, rejoice together; and exultant praises flow
Out of lips that count the battles of the now defeated foe.

Cleansed from every stain, the conflicts of the flesh they leave behind,
For the flesh is made as spirit, and consenteth with the mind;
In the paths of peace delighting, no offense their feet may find.

Putting off the mortal garment, to the Source their souls return;
Face to face, no longer darkly, they the form of Truth discern.
From the living Fount the sweetness of eternal life they learn;

Of the life where they are ever by the same still waters led,
Bright and eager, with no pitfalls for their joyous steps to dread;
From their health flees every sickness, from their youth old age is fled.

Evermore their day endureth, for the passing now is past;
Evermore they wax in beauty, for decay decays at last;
For, behold! from life eternal, Death himself hath fled aghast.

Now what knowledge fails them, knowing Him the Altogether Wise?
And each other's inmost secrets are laid open to their eyes:
One thing choosing, one refusing, all their wishes harmonize.
Though to each peculiar blessing for peculiar service fall,
Love disdains the guarded pathway to a secret treasure-hall,
And the gift that each receiveth is the common wealth of all.

Where the body is, together are the eagles gathered there;
Purified and holy spirits are refreshed with angels' fare.
Citizens of either country in the same white manna share.

Always filled, yet always eager, they may never crave in vain ;
Not made weary by repletion, nor distressed by hunger-pain;
With rejoicing hearts they feast, and, feasting, they rejoice again.

Still a new melodious anthem their melodious voices raise,

And the golden harps of heaven lead their song in tuneful ways:
To the Prince through whom they conquered they attribute worthy

praise.

Blest the soul whose vision pure beholds the King of Glory nigh,
And the universe revolving 'neath his shining seat on high—
Sun and moon and sphery planets, with the stars that stud the sky.

Palm of victors, Christ, my Captain, in Thy city may it be

That I also shall be welcomed, when the conflict sets me free!

In the joy of all the blessèd, let a portion fall to me.

Be Thou pleased with those who struggle, when the battle presses

sore,

Nor deny to those who conquer rest upon the heavenly shore;
But be Thou my crown and guerdon, Thou my prize for evermore.
KATHARINE LEE BATES.-Wellesley.

BOOK NOTICES.

1

The "Cornelius Nepos "1 by Professor Lindsay is a work of careful scholarship indeed, but especially noteworthy as embodying in its English-Latin exercises the practical energy of a live-man. Nothing more sensible in the way of teaching Latin prose-composition has been devised than this writing of Latin so based on the text as to insure attention to it while differing enough to avoid the savoir par coeur. Professor Lindsay has earned the gratitude of teachers and pupils, and although many a pedagogue (in the Greek sense)" and Balbus" will still" lift up their hands " at the innovation, it should be a step toward a genuine reform. The edition for sight-reading is admirably adapted for that purpose. It is to be regretted that an edition in paper covers, at lower price, has not been given us.

Professor Kelsey's American edition of Reid's "Cato Maior" is a very skillful revision and adaptation of that valuable work. The notes err, if at all, on the side of fullness-83 pp. notes, 35 pp. text.

Although Wilhelm Hirschfelder gave up the editorship of the "Philologische Wochenschrift," he has not left the field of philological journalism. His new journal is named "Wochenschrift fuer klassische Philologie.” 3

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1 Cornelius Nepos. Thomas B. Lindsay, Ph. D. [Appletons.]

? American edition, revised by Francis W. Kelsey. [John Allyn.]

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MDCCCLXXXIIII.

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CUPIDO ET PSYCHE. [Finis.]

Mercurius praeco sic proclamat: "Dei deaeque convenite statim! Si quis aberit in poenam decem millium nummorum deponet."

Cujus mulctae timoris cum caelestis consessus repletus est, Jupiter sedens sublimis in alto solio sic enuntiat. "Puellam Cupido elegit. Nunc teneat, possideat Psychen, suam uxorem." Tum jubet Mercurium Psychen arripere et in coelum statim perducere.

Oblato ei poculo ambrosiae, "Bibe," inquit, "Psyche, et eris immortalis, nec unquam Cupido discedet a te, sed istae vobis erunt perpetuae nuptiae."

Et statim epulae abundantes apponuntur.

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Vulcanus coenam coquebat.

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Gratiae spargebant balsama.

Musae voce suavi canebant.

Apollo cantavit ad citharam.

Venus gressu formosa saltavit.

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PHAËTHON. [Pars.]

Purpurea velatus veste sedebat

In solio Phoebus claris lucente smaragdis.

Sol oculis juvenem, quibus aspicit omnia, vidit,