Apis Matina : Verses Translated and Original. By Everard M.
Young. (Macmillan and Bowes, Cambridge. 6s. net.)—Though Mr. Young's book cannot be expected to rival the picked work of the best scholars in a whole University, it is an excellent collec- tion. The great bulk of it is in Latin, seven only of the fifty-six translations being into Greek, and two of the seven having Latin alternatives. The Greek hexameter, the most sonorous of all metres, is not represented. Mr. Young is ambitious. He attempts Macaulay's beautiful " Epitaph on a Jacobite," and with fair success, though we think that it would be difficult to understand- " Sett, Teisa subeunte, tut nos, Arne, pigebat, Seu sonult quercus Silva Laverna mess,"—
unless we had the English to help us. The version of " Rule Britannia! " may serve as an appropriate example, though we can spare room for the last two stanzas only. " To thee belongs the rural reign And manly hearth to guard the fair ": —
" Dotarls Wad runts honoribus splendere cernes mercibus opplda :
tu, qutdquid undarum est quot ambit Oceanus, potiere terrls.
Exosa servos Musa tuas libens inviset ()rag, 0 venerum unice felix, neque ad nuptas tuendas, stirpe marl caritura
And here is a quatrain rendered from Mr. E. E. Bowen's on the Hon. Robert Grimston, known to all Harrow cricketers between 1840 and 1884 :—
" No earthly umpire speaks his grave above;
And thanks are dumb, and praise is all too late ; That worth and truth, that manhood and that love Are hid and wait."
"Arbiter baud mortalls agit de manibus tills; surdaque flt cineris gratis, serus honos sod virtue, sed honos, sed mens ea conscia yeti, sed probltas nondum flnepotita latet." •
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