Passages from the _Commentaries of Cæsar_, favour this ingenious interpretation of M.P. Malosse; but the abbreviations adopted in the inscription, while well calculated to give rise to innumerable hypotheses, will for ever leave in doubt, by whom, and in honour of whom, these edifices were erected, as well as the epoch at which they were built. Who could look on these monuments without reflecting on the vanity of mortals in thus offering up testimonials of their respect for persons of whose very names posterity is ignorant? For the identity of those in whose honour the Arch of Triumph and Mausoleum of St.-Rémy were raised puzzles antiquaries as much as does that of the individual for whom the pyramid of Egypt was built. Vain effort, originating in the weakness of our nature, to preserve the memory of that which was dear to us, and which we would fain believe will insure the reverence of ages unborn for that which we venerated! ON THE TRIUMPHAL ARCH AND MAUSOLEUM AT ST.-RÉMY. 1. Yon stately tomb that seeks the sky, Erected to the glorious dead, Through whose high arches sweeps, the sigh The night winds heave when day has fled; 2. How fair its pillared stories rise 'Gainst yon blue firmament so pure; Fair as they met admiring eyes, Long ages past, they still endure. 3. Yes, many a race hath left the earth Since first this Mausoleum rose; So many, that the name, or birth, Of dead, or founder, no one knows. 4. The sculptured pictures, all may see, Were by a skilful artist wrought; But, Time! the secret rests with thee, Which to unravel men have sought. 5. Of whom were they, the honoured dead, Whose mem'ry Love would here record? Lift up the veil, so long o'erspread, And tell whose dust yon fane doth guard. 6. Name those whose love outlived the grave And sought to give for aye to fame Mementos of the good and brave, Of whom thou hast effaced the name. 7. We know but that they lived and died,-- No more this stately tomb can tell: Here come and read a lesson, Pride, This monument can give so well. 8. They lived--they hoped--they suffered--loved-- As all of Earth have ever done; Were oft by wild Ambition moved, And basked, perchance, 'neath glory's Sun. 9. They deemed that they should leave behind Undying names. Yet, mark this fane, For whom it rose, by whom designed, Learned antiquaries search in vain. 10. Still doth it wear the form it wore, Through the dim lapse of by-gone age; Triumph of Art in days of yore, Whose Hist'ry fills the classic page. 11. To honour Victors it is said 'Twas raised, though none their names can trace; It stands as monument instead, Unto each long-forgotten race, 12. Who came, like me, to gaze and brood Upon it in this lonely spot-- Their minds with pensive thoughts imbued, That Heroes could be thus forgot. 13.