subject, bear of course much similarity to each other. We will, however, give two or three specimens in as different styles as we can select.

Here is one by Leonidas of Tarentum, on a brook, too much frequented by the flocks to be acceptable to the traveller:

And, again, here are a few lines, by the fair Anyte, simple indeed, but graceful and pleasing:

              Ἱζευ ἁπας ὑπο τασδε δαφνας. κ. τ. λ.

And yet another, by an author whose name has been forgotten:

              Ερχεο και κατ εμαν. κ. τ. λ.

The whole has an air of quiet yet musical repose that makes us almost fancy we hear the plashing of the falling waters.

There is also a pretty little inscription, somewhat Anacreontic, by Marianus the Scholiast, on a warm spring.

              Ταδ' ὑπο τας ρλατανους. κ. τ. λ.

And here, in the compass of four lines, has Paul the Silentiary given a better eulogy to his sea-side garden than could be comprehended in a whole volume of modern descriptive poetry. He allows the imagination to wander at will among objects of its own creating, and to depict for