VINCENT BOURNE AND COWPER.
[To THE EDITOR OF THE "SPF,CTETOR."] fillte••COWper—" I love the memory of Vinny Bonnie "—would, perhaps, have been little pleased by praise of his," Jackdaw,"— " A great frequenter of the church, Where, Bishop-like, he finds a perch
And dormitory too,"—
at the expense of his old master's " Cornicnla." Will you not allow the balance to be in some degree redressed by inserting the last verse of Cowper's "Little cricket, full of mirth," along with Vincent Bourne's Latin?— Neither night, nor dawn of day, Puts a period to thy play ; Sing, then, and extend thy span Far beyond the date of man. Wretched man, whose years are
spent In repining discontent, Lives not, aged though he be, Half a span compared with thee."
Is there any recent edition of Vincent Bourne ?—I am, Sir, Szc.,
" Te nulla lax relinquit, Te nnlla nor revisit Non MEd= vacantem, Curisve non soluttim ; Quin amplies canendo, Quin amplies fruendo
tatnlam vel omni, Quam nos homunciones Absumimus qnerendo, /Etate longiorem."