[Line: 312 The writer either intended to continue the set of participles or forgot that he had begun it. But if 'For Presbyterian ... supremacy' be thrown into parenthesis the anacoluthon will be mended--after a fashion.] [Lines: 373-4 Good again; and with a fore-echo of Dryden's 'Shimei' rhythm and swashing blow.] [Line: 392 lieger-hangman] 'Hangman resident', house-hangman'.] [Line: 403 Orig. 'Armies', with the usual choice between singular and plural genitive or (here) nominative plural.] [Line: 415 I think it well to keep the form 'Treator'.] [Line: 430 Pointed, if slightly burlesque.] [Line: 432 hand-wolves] A dog trained and on the leash was said to be 'in hand'.] [Line: 438 Philisti_a_] The letter here is slightly 'smashed' and the word might be 'Philistins' or 'Philistia's'. It looks more like the former, but the latter is better, and is said to be clear in Mr. Thorn-Drury's copies.] [Line: 444 platform] This is interesting.] [Line: 492 Portraiture] A reference to the [Greek: Eikôn Basilikê].] [Footnote: 1 Orig. C_o_esus.] Poems in Manuscript. _A Second Elegy on the Countess of Leinster._ Sleep, precious ashes, in thy sacred urn From Death and Grave till th' last trump sounds return; Meanwhile embalm'd in Virtues. Joseph's Tomb Were fitter for thee, than the Earth's dark womb. Cease, Friends, to weep; she's but asleep, not dead,-- Chang'd from her husband's, to her mother's, bed; Or from his bosom into Abram's rather, Where now she rests, Blest Soul, in such a Father. Thus Death hath done his best, and worst. His best, In sending Virtue to her place of rest; 10 His worst, in leaving him, as dead, in life Whose chiefest Joys were in his dearest Wife. [_A Second Elegy on the Countess of Leinster._] Hannah found this in the Pickering MS. 'immediately after' the printed one _v. supra_. On what other grounds he assigned its subject I do not know; but both, as noted above, have a most extraordinary efflorescence of capitals.] _Epigrams._ I. Quid faciant leges, ubi sola pecunia regnat? &c.--PETRON. ARBIT. To what serve Laws, where only Money reigns? Or where a poor man's cause no right obtains? Even those that most austerity pretend, Hire out their tongues, and words for profit lend. What's Judgement then, but public merchandise? And the Court sits, but to allow the price. II. Casta suo gladium cum traderet Arria Paeto, &c.--MARTIAL. When Arria to her Paetus had bequeath'd The sword in her chaste bosom newly sheath'd; Trust me (quoth she) My own wound feels no smart; 'Tis thine (My Paetus) grieves and kills my heart. III. Qui pelago credit, magno se faenore tollit, &c.--PETRON. ARBIT.