I can answer that it is not; and this last question I merely ask to avoid all answers on the score of authority. No doubt that strange work is one of the most realising pictures ever painted,--more so than any neighbouring Rembrandt,--whose masses of light and shade were used as a "creative power." I want to know whether there is a right and wrong in the case, apart from every thing men call taste. Whether, whenever a work of art passes from suggestion to imitation, _some_ liberty must not be given at the lines whence the rays are supposed to diverge to the two eyes from two different surfaces. Every advance in art and science removes something from the realms of opinion, and this appears to be a question on which science must some day legislate for art. J.O.W.H. * * * * * CHRIST'S HOSPITAL--OLD SONGS ONCE POPULAR THERE. Amongst the numerous correspondents and readers of your very interesting little work, there may yet be living some who were scholars in the above institution during the last ten or fifteen years of the last century, coevals, or nearly so, with Richards, afterwards of Oriel College, author of a prize poem, _Aboriginal Britons_, and one of the Bampton Lecturers; Middleton, afterwards Bishop of Calcutta; Trollope, afterwards Master of the Grammar School; Barnes, afterwards connected with the _Times_; Stevens, Scott (poor Scott!), Coleridge, Lamb, Allen, White, Leigh Hunt, the two brothers Le G. Favell, Thompson, Franklin, &c., pupils of old James Boyer, of flogging celebrity. If so, can any of them furnish me with the words of an old song, then current in the school, relating to the execution of the Earl of Derwentwater in the rebellion of 1715, of which the four following lines are all that I remember: "There's fifty pounds in my right pocket, To be given to the poor; There's fifty pounds in my left pocket, To be given from door to door." Of another song, equally popular, less pathetic, but of more spirit-stirring character, can any one supply the remainder? "As our king lay musing on his bed, He bethought himself once on a time Of a tribute that was due from France, That had not been paid for so long a time. "Oh! then he called his trusty page, His trusty page then called he, Saying, 'You must go to the king of France, To the king of France right speedily.'" NEMO. * * * * * WATCHING THE SEPULCHRE--DOMINUS FACTOTUM--ROBERT PASSELLEW. Allow me to offer a query or two respecting which I shall be glad of any information your numerous correspondents may be able to furnish. 1. In Fuller's _History of Waltham Abbey_, pp. 269. 274., Nichol's edition, 1840, we have the following entries from the churchwarden's accounts: "Anno 1542, the thirty-fourth of Henry viii. _Imprimis_. For watching the sepulchre, a groat." "_Item_, for watching the sepulchre, eight pence."