4 APRIL 1896, Page 14

POETRY.

Noir semper imbres nubibus hispidos

Mutant in agros aut mare Cas- ium Vexant inaequales procellae Usque, nec Armeniis in oris, Arnica Valgi, stat glades iners Menses per omnes aut Aquiloni- bus Querceta Gargani laborant Et foliis viduantur orni : Tu semper urges fiebilibus modis Mysten ademptum, nec tibi Vespero Surgente decedunt am ores Nec rapidum fugiente Solem. Nor always, 0 Silomo, upon the Polish coast Or on the Lake of Como, do Cossacks rule the roast; Nor, though your Sheffield bruisers would have it so, can we Be always sending cruisers to scour the Caspian Sea.

The fierce Armenian peasant, cowed by your burning words,

Is not employed at present in butchering the Kurds : Nor does the Russian blizzard unceasingly assail The Turkey's gentle gizzard, the Lion's tender tail.

But you, in deep dejection nursing your sleepless grief, Bereft of the affection of your ungrateful chief, Nor when the West is flushing nor at the Daystar's wane Desist from dreams of crushing the House of Chamberlain.

At non ter aevo .functus ama- bilem

Ploravit omnes Antilochum senex Annos, nec impubem parentes TroilonautPhrygiae sorores Flevere semper. Desine mol- lium Tandem querelarum, at potius nova Cantemus Augusti tropaea Caesaris et rigidum Nipha- ten, Medumque flumen gentibns additum Victis minores volvere vertices,

Intraque praescriptum G elonos

Exiguis equitare camp's.

For sorrow so stupendous, for agony so fell, The works of Homer lend ns no proper parallel : Why I, though tender-hearted, long since have wept my fill

Over my dear departed Dis- integration Bill.

Come, drop these dismal dirges, and jubilantly raise

Your voice, like Boanerges, in holy Abdul's praise

Or with exultant gambols sing to a joyful tune His trophies—in the shambles of Urfa and Sassoun.

Euphrates, lo ! already abates his swollen tide, And owns in every eddy the Sultan for his guide; While, 'neath benignant bevies of Musaulman police, The savage Christian levies are forced to keep the. peace.

C. L. GRAVES..