full of elegance
and classical research, that it is much to be regretted, not only that it
has never been published, but that it is the _only work_ of the learned
author--the friend and associate of Porson, of Parr, and of Maltby. I
possess a presentation copy, which, as only a very few copies were printed,
I would gladly lend to any of your readers interested in this curious and
long-pending controversy.

NORRIS DECK.

Cambridge.

Add to the already long list, this from Spenser:

"That blessed bird, that spends her time of sleep
In songs and plaintive pleas, the more t'augment
The memory of his misdeed that bred her woe."

And this exquisite little song, written by I know not whom, but set to
music by Thomas Bateson in 1604:

"The Nightingale, as soon as April bringeth
Unto her rested sense a perfect waking,
While late bare earth proud of her clothing springeth,
Sings out her woes, a thorn her song-book making;
And mournfully bewailing,
Her throat in tunes expresseth,
While grief her heart oppresseth,
For Tereus' force o'er her chaste will prevailing."

H. GARDINER.

_Inscriptions in Books_ (Vol. viii., p. 64. &c.).--John Bostock, sometime
Abbat of St. Alban's, gave some valuable books to the library of Gloucester
Hall, Oxford, with these lines in the commencement:

"Quem si quis rapiat raptim, titulumve retractet,
Vel Judae laqueum, vel furcas sentiat. Amen."

ANON.

_Door-head Inscription_ (Vol. viii., p. 454.).--A friend has kindly sent me
an improved version of the inscription over the gate of the Apostolical
Chancery, which, with his permission, I beg to forward to you:--

"Fide Deo, dic saepe preces, peccare caveto,
Sis humilis, pacem dilige, magna fuge,
Multa audi, dic pauca, tace abdita, scito minori
Parcere, majori cedere, ferre parem,
Propria fac, persolve fidem, sis aequus egenis,
Parta tuere, pati disce, memento mori."

H. T. ELLACOMBE.

_Fogie_ (Vol. viii., pp. 154. 256.).--In the citadel of Plymouth, some
twenty or twenty-five years since, there was a band of old soldiers
(principally men of small stature) who went by this name. They were said to
be the only men acquainted with all the windings and outlets of the
subterranean passages of this fortification.

The cognomen "old fogie" is in this neighbourhood frequently applied to old
men remarkable for shrewdness, cunning, quaintness, or eccentricity. This
use of the term is evidently fig