ned, as it is said by Coverdale,
allusion is made to things occuring in 1573, four years after his
death.

EDWARD F. RIMBAULT.

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QUERIES.

SPECULUM EXEMPLORUM:--EPISTOLA DE MISERIA CURATORUM.

Who was the compiler of the _Speculum Exemplorum_, printed for the
first time at Deventer, in 1481? A copy of the fourth edition, Argent,
1490, does not afford any information about this matter; and I think
that Panzer (v. 195.) will be consulted in vain. Agreeing in opinion
with your correspondent "GASTROS" (No. 21. p. 338.) that a querist
should invariably give an idea of the extent of his acquaintance with
the subject proposed, I think it right to say, that I have examined
the list of authors of _Exempla_, which is to be found in the appendix
to Possevin's _Apparatus Sacer_, tom. i. sig. [Greek: b] 2., and that
I have read Ribadeneira's notice of the improvements made in this
_Speculum_ by the Jesuit Joannes Major.

Who was the writer of the _Epistola de Miseria Curatorum?_ My copy
consists of eight leaves, and a large bird's-cage on the verse of the
last leaf is evidently the printer's device. Seemiller makes mention
of an Augsburg edition of this curious tract. (_Biblioth. Acad.
Ingolstad. Incunab. typog._ Fascic. ii. p. 142. Ingolst. 1788.)

R.G.

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THE SECOND DUKE OF ORMONDE.

The review of Mr. Wright's _England under the House of Hanover,
illustrated by the Caricatures and Satires of the Day_, given in
the _Athenaeum_ (No. 1090.), cites a popular ballad on the flight
and attainder of the second Duke of Ormonde, as taken down from the
mouth of an Isle of Wight fishmonger. This review elicited from a
correspondent (_Athenaeum_, No. 1092.) another version of the same
ballad as prevalent in Northumberland. I made a note of these at the
time; and was lately much interested at receiving from an esteemed
correspondent (the Rev. P. Moore, Rochenon, co. Kilkenny), a fragment
of another version of the same ballad, which he (being at the time
ignorant of the existence of any other version of the song) had taken
down from the lips of a very old man of the neighbourhood, viz.:--

"My name is Ormond; have you not heard of me?
For I have lately forsaken my own counterie;
I fought for my life, and they plundered my estate,
For being so loyal to Queen Anne the great.
Queen Anne's darling, and cavalier's delight,
And the Presb