This poem was published in 1844, and it has been suggested that it was probably founded on the melancholy fate of Lady Flora Hastings. This lady, who was attached to the Royal Household, became the victim of rumours affecting her reputation, and was very severely treated by the Queen and the Duchess of Kent. Although the innocence of Lady Flora was subsequently clearly established, she was unable to survive the disgrace and injustice inflicted on her, and died in July, 1839. But _Lenore_ although published in 1844 was merely a revision of a poem which had appeared in an early volume of Poe’s writings, before the Lady Flora Hastings scandal. ――――:o:―――― THE SUPPER OF THE FOUR. _Remiges quinque a Nunehamo reversi in Ricardi hospitis cœnaculum intrant, ex quibus quidam sic loquitur_: “Ah! ’pon my word, you fellows, I’m as tired as I was ever! For supper shout, and let the scout know we’re come from the river; And a cushion quick! a cushion, Dick, give now or nevermore, For on this bare cane-bottom chair I will not sit: I’m sore. Come let the mackerel soused be brought, the pigeon-pie, the tongue, The cider-cup and straws, and let the radishes be young; Oh! William, bring the radishes, and William, bring them young.” _Cui Speculator._ “Commons for five, sir, pigeon-pie, I’m ordered to provide, And beer as usual, I suppose, and cider-cup beside. The mackerel soused, sir, shall be brought, and ham, and lamb, and tongue, And potted meats, and salad too, and radishes, sir, young; I’ll get them if I can, and, sir, I’ll try to get them young.” _Horrenda post cœnam voce cantantes cœteros sic excipit Ricardus hospes_: “Cœnavimus; but howl not thus: let our Noachian song Float on the air so tunefully the dean may feel no wrong.” _Noachii Carminis epitome_: “St. James’s Park received the ark on its primeval tide,[6] All creatures wild thereto beguiled were stabled safe inside; By ones, by pairs, they mount the stairs, they mount by threes and fours, Fowls came from perches, beasts from lairs, and thronged about the doors, By five, by six, by seven, by eight, by nine, by ten, by scores.” _Tum solito hilarior factus hospes olim tristissimus exclamat_: “Hurrah! to-night my heart is light! no blues I’ll conjure up, But drown the demons out of sight in a draught of cider-cup; We’ll drain it dry, then let us try to soothe our temperate mirth, The comfort of post-prandial pipe, ere each one seek his berth, May health to all our friends and bane to all our foes be given!” _Propinant omnes._ Now for the pipe and then to sleep, like to the sleepers seven, From toil and boose to snore and snooze sound as the sleepers seven. _Odd Echoes from Oxford_, by A. MERION, B.A. London, J. C. Hotten, 1872.