Cirencester, April 12. _Cure of Disease by means of Sheep._--A child in my parish has been for some time afflicted with disease of some of the respiratory organs. The mother was recommended to have it carried through a flock of sheep as they were let out of the fold in the morning. The time was considered to be of importance. [Hebrew: B]. L---- Rectory, Somerset. * * * * * ANCIENT INEDITED BALLADS, NO. IV. I next transcribe the following lines from the same MS. as my last. It is another epitaph on the Mr. Browne that I mentioned in No. II. It contains a curious illustration of a passage in Shakspeare, which has been often debated in the pages of "NOTES AND QUERIES," and so deserves preservation. "Vpon the death of that right worthye man, MR. BROWNE, late of Caius and Gonville Colledge disceased. Epicedion."--(_Harl. MSS._, No. 367. fol. 155.) "If vowes or teares from heartes or eyes, Could pearce the unpenitrable skyes, Then might he live, that now heere lyes. But teares are tonguelesse, vowes are vaine, T' recall what fate calls; els how faine 5 What death hath seis'd, wold I regaine. But sure th' immortal one belaves This wished soule in 's blissfull waves: Ill comes too oft, when no man craves. Rest, therefore, vrne, rest quietlye, 10 And when my fates shall call on me, So may I rest, as I wish the. "R. CONSTABLE, Caio-Gonvillensis." I need hardly point out the striking similarity between the expression in Shakspeare-- "and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods,"-- and the third stanza of this poem. KENNETH R. H. MACKENZIE. * * * * * POETICAL COINCIDENCES, ETC. _Byron._ In the _Jealous Lovers_ of Thomas Randolph, the following passage occurs, which may possibly have suggested to Lord Byron the fearful curse he has put into the mouth of Eve, in "the grand and tremendous drama of _Cain_."[1] "May perpetual jealousie Wait on their beds, and poison their embraces With just suspitions; may their children be Deform'd, and fright the mother at the birth: May they live long and wretched; all men's hate, And yet have misery enough for pity: May they be long a-dying--of diseases Painful and loathsome," &c. That exquisite stanza in the Third Canto of _Childe Harold_, "Even as a broken mirror," &c., has been often admired. In Carew's poem, _The Spark_, I find the following lines, which contain similar image: {321} "And as a looking-glass, from the aspect, Whilst it is whole, doth but one face reflect, But being crack'd, or broken, there are shown Many half faces, which at first were one; So Love," &c. To the coincidences which have been already pointed out regarding that exquisite line in the _Bride of Abydos_: "The mind, the music breathing from her face,"