"Thomas = Jane, da. and heir of = Alexander Nowell, Bowyer Robert Merry, son dean of St. Paul's. of London. of Thomas Merry 2nd husband." of Hatfield. Y. S. "_Oxoniana._"--To your list of desirable reprints, I beg to add the very amusing work under this title, and originally published in four small {301} volumes about fifty years since, and now become scarce. Additions and corrections would add to the value and interest of a work which preserves many curious traits of past times and of Oxford Dons. ALPHA. _An Epigram falsely ascribed to George Herbert._--The recent editors of George Herbert have printed as his, among his Latin poems, the last two lines of the 76th epigram of Martial's eighth book: "Vero verius ergo quid sit, audi: Verum, Gallice, non libenter audis." J. E. B. MAYOR. _Ingulph: Bohn's "Antiquarian Library."_--Will you kindly allow me to avail myself of your columns to correct an error in my translation of "Ingulph," in Bohn's _Antiquarian Library_? In the note to page 2, the Abbey of _Bardney,_ in Lincolnshire, is confounded with _Partney,_ which was one of its cells. The mistake was not observed till, unfortunately, the sheet had been printed; and it was accidentally omitted among the _errata_. My authority had, I rather think, been misled by Camden. HENRY T. RILEY. 31. St. Peter's Square, Hammersmith. * * * * * Queries. QUOTATIONS WANTED. "Quid levius calamo? Pulvis. Quid pulvere? Ventus. Quid vento? Meretrix. Quid meretrice? Nihil." "What is lighter than a feather? Dust. The wind more light than either. What is lighter than the wind? Airy, fickle, womankind. What than womankind is lighter? Nothing, nothing--but the writer." X. Y. "The knights are dust, Their good swords are rust, Their souls are with the saint, we trust." C. M. O'CAOIMH. "Circles are prized, not that abound In greatness, but the exactly round. Thus men are honoured, who excel, Not in high state, but doing well." G. C. H. "Ill habits gather by unseen degrees, As brooks to rivers, rivers run to seas." S. "The clanging trumpet sounds to arms, And calls me forth to battle: Our banners float 'midst war's alarms, The signal cannons rattle." T. W. "Of whose omniscient and all-spreading love, Aught to implore were impotence of mind." Q. "He no longer shall dwell Upon that dirty ball, But to heaven shall come, And make punch for us all." A SEPTUAGENARIAN. "Sometimes, indeed, an acre's breadth half green, And half strewed o'er with rubbish, may be seen. When lo! a board, with quadrilateral grace, Stands stiff in the phenomenon of space, Proposing still the neighbourhood's increase, By, 'Ground to let upon a building lease.'" H. W. "Then what remains, but well our parts to chuse, And keep good humour whatsoe'er we lose." F. W. J.