Note return — ARNOLD'S LECTURES ON HISTORY.

To his dead sire—(the Dorian king)— The bright-hair'd Pyrrhus4 pours the wine:— "Of every lot that life can bring, My soul, great Father, prizes thine. Whate'er the goods of earth, of all, The highest and the holiest—FAME! For when the Form in dust shall fall, O'er dust triumphant lives the Name! Brave Man, thy light of glory never Shall fade, while song to man shall last; The Living, soon from earth are pass'd, 'THE DEAD—ENDURE FOR EVER!'"