POETRY.

THE WORDS OF CAESAR.

63 s.c.

' I NEED a million to be nothing worth,"

He said, and kissed his mother, and went forth A debtor ? Nay, the lord of all the earth.

63 s.c.

Who was it dared to say that Caesar's wife Must be above suspicion? Read the life.

A coxcomb and a rake. This moves your laughter ?

Wait : 'tis the Prince who jests : the king comes after.

55 s.c.

" The majesty of Rome forbids," he eaid,

" To cross the Rhine in boats." They laughed who heard,

Across the bridge ho made his Rumour sped, And took the Germans captive with a word.

49 s.c.

"You carry Caesar and his fortunes," he Who spoke the words, a waif upon the sea, Constrained the stranger-pilot's heart to brave Death, for those fortunes, on the wintry wave.

47 s.c.

Self-praise devours the deed : but his " I came, I saw, I conquered " who presumes to blame ? Here is the great life-story, written small : Always he came, he saw, he conquered all.

• 45 B.C.

"Forgive them not," said one, "their heart is hardened : They will but hate the more." " It is my will That they be like themselves," said he who pardoned, " And I be like myself, and Caesar still." IDES OF MAW% 44 B.C.

Often they struck with hurried aim and wild : Caesar struck once, struck home. " You also, child ! " And Brutus saw his evil angel rise Invulnerable, with the falcon eyes.

H. M.