"A Table Alphabeticall; conteyning and teaching the True Writing and Vnderstanding of hard vsuall English Wordes, borrowed from the Hebrew, Greeke, Latine, or French, &c. London. 8vo. 1604." * * * * * The title of this work is-- "A Treasurie or Store-house of Similies; both Pleasant, Delightfull, and Profitable for all Estates of Men in Generall: newly collected into Heades and Common Places. By Robert Cawdray. Thomas Creed, London, 1609, 4to." Cawdray was rector of South Luffenham, in Rutland; and was deprived by Bishop Aylmer for nonconformity in 1587. He appealed to the Court of Exchequer, and his case was argued before all the judges in 1591. A report of the trial is in Coke's _Reports_, inscribed "De Jure Regis Ecclesiastico." There is a Life of Cawdray in Brook's _Lives of the Puritans_ (vol. i. pp. 430-443.), which contains an interesting account of his examination before the High Commission, extracted from a MS. register. Notices of him will also be found in Neal's _Puritans_, 1837 (vol. i. pp. 330. 341.); and Heylin's _History of the Presbyterians_, 1672 (fol. p. 317.). JOHN I. DREDGE. * * * * * "MARY, WEEP NO MORE FOR ME." (Vol. viii., p. 385.) For the following information respecting the author, and the original, I am indebted to the _Lady's Magazine_ of 1820, from which I copied it several years ago. Mr. Joseph Lowe, born at Kenmore in Galloway, 1750, the son of a gardener, at fourteen apprenticed to a weaver, by persevering diligence in the pursuit of knowledge, was enabled in 1771 to enter himself a student in Divinity in the University of Edinburgh. On his return from college he became tutor in the family of a gentleman, Mr. McGhie of Airds, who had several beautiful daughters, to one of whom he was attached, though it never was their fate to be united. Another of the sisters, Mary, was engaged to a surgeon, Mr. Alexander Miller. This young gentleman was unfortunately lost at sea, an event immortalised by _Mary's Dream_. The author was unhappy in his marriage with a lady of Virginia, whither he had emigrated, and died in 1798. This poem was originally composed in the Scottish dialect, and afterwards received the polished English form from the hand of its author. "MARY'S DREAM. "The lovely moon had climb'd the hill, Where eagles big aboon the Dee, And, like the looks of a lovely dame, Brought joy to every body's ee: A' but sweet Mary deep in sleep, Her thoughts on Sandy far at sea; A voice drapt saftly on her ear-- 'Sweet Mary, weep nae mair for me!' "She lifted up her waukening een, To see from whence the sound might be, And there she saw young Sandy stand, Pale, bending on her his hollow ee. 'O Mary dear, lament nae mair! I'm in death's thraws aneath the sea: Thy weeping makes me sad in bliss, Sae Mary, weep nae mair for me!