Wryghame, message by, 320. Wycherley, William, his ribaldry, 181. Yachting, 258, 259, 292, 358. (See _Boating_.) York: Minster, 190; archbishop, 222; diocese, 275. Yorkshire, letter to, 320. Youth: contrasted with age, 87-89; nonsense reproduced by Shakspeare, 89; insult, 107; in friendship, 111, 112; acceptance of kindness, 117; semblance caused by ignorance of a language, 151. Zeus, a hunter compared to, 391. THE END. University Press: John Wilson & Son, Cambridge. FOOTNOTES: [1] An expression used to me by a learned Doctor of Oxford. [2] The causes of this curious repulsion are inquired into elsewhere in this volume. [3] The exact degree of blame due to Shelley is very difficult to determine. He had nothing to do with the suicide, though the separation was the first in a train of circumstances that led to it. It seems clear that Harriett did not desire the separation, and clear also that she did nothing to assert her rights. Shelley ought not to have left her, but he had not the patience to accept as permanent the consequences of a mistaken marriage. [4] Lewes's "Life of Goethe." [5] Only a poet can write of his private sorrows. In prose one cannot sing,-- "A dirge for her, the doubly dead, in that she died so young." [6] Schuyler's "Peter the Great." [7] That valiant enemy of false pretensions, Mr. Punch, has often done good service in throwing ridicule on unreal distinctions. In "Punch's Almanack" for 1882 I find the following exquisite conversation beneath one of George Du Maurier's inimitable drawings: _Grigsby._ Do you know the Joneses? _Mrs. Brown._ No, we--er--don't care to know _Business_ people, as a rule, although my husband's in business; but then he's in the _Coffee_ business,--and they're all GENTLEMEN in the _Coffee_ business, you know! _Grigsby_ (who always suits himself to his company). _Really_, now! Why, that's more than can be said of the Army, the Navy, the Church, the Bar, or even the _House of Lords_! I don't _wonder_ at your being rather _exclusive_!