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of drawing attention to himself. These are all results, trifling as they are, of the same feeling.

But, of course, there are cases in which this is a much more serious matter ;-—when a boy is driven out of what is right by ridicule. We may, I hope, fairly say, that this is a rare case ; and that, when there is no settled inclination to wrong, mere ridicule will seldom effect that, which is contrary to a boy's good feeling. But we may say, I think with truth, that the same feeling, particularly if it be ably attacked by some boy who has a good deal of influence in the school, sometimes stays boys of bad character, if not from evil, at least from publicly displaying and boasting of their wrong behaviour, and so misleading others by it ; for, as Horace aptly says,

Ridiculum acri
Fortius ac melius magnas plerumque secat res.

But it is worthy of observation how soon this feeling wears away at the University. There a young man begins to feel himself more independent of the mere thoughtless opinion of his equals. He begins to learn, that all that are around him do not care so much about what he is employed in, as to be always making remarks on him : yet even then, as many will testify, if he visits Eton for a short time, he feels the same undefinable dread, existing as it were in the atmosphere of Eton alone.

That Eton boys are prone to ridicule not only their companions, but anyone else who may come in their way, I admit: but then what is the reason why they feel this ridicule so acutely? Surely it is, that while each one fancies himself deserving of it, which he very probably may be to a certain extent, he does not consider that those who laugh at him are equally worthy of, and often equally meet with derision, just as Horace says in the words with which I have headed my paper,

Hoc te
Crede modo insanum, nihilo ut sapientior ille,
Qui te deridet, caudam trahat.

And I believe it to be a true conclusion, that we are afraid of ridicule, because we do not fancy that our derider has equally vulnerable points ; just as one boy will not fight another, because he does not think his blows will do as much injury as his adversary's. If then we only open our eyes, so as to see how those who attack us are open to our retaliation, we shall have something to help us to sustain our presence of mind, when circumstances mark us out as objects for ridicule.

Again then, in conclusion, I beg that my schoolfellows, (for so I hope I may still call them,) will pardon me for attacking a fault, which they may not have noticed in themselves, and one which I confess to having laboured under myself, in no small degree. And I hope, that they will consider me as much a lover of Eton, as if I had praised all her customs, her attractions, and her pleasures ; inasmuch as it is difficult for one, who has tasted of the latter, to believe that there are any of the former to require redress.

L. P.

MORNING HYMN.

1.

Surgel anime, veternum
Mitte gravem, et diurnum

Incipe officium.
Sol jam cælo matutinus
Enitet; et vocat primus

Te ad sacrificium.

2. Scelera præteritorum Juvenilium annorum

Decet reparare ;
Et, cras velut moriturus,
Luce ex hâc abiturus,

Vitam agitare.

3.

Credita tibi talenta,
Quæ sint vitæ monumenta,

Redde meliora;
Sitque cura, tum paratum
Esse, cùm te hinc sublatum

Summa vocet hora.

4.

Sit culparum labe pura
Vitæ via ; sit secura

Omni innocentia :
Sit virtute confirmata,
Nulla nube adumbrata

Tua conscientia.

5.

Nam quocunque pedes vertas, Adest Deus ; et incertas

Ipse pandet vias : Mentis cogitationes Benè scit: nec actiones

Aspernatur pias.

6.

Surge ! anime, catenas
Rumpe moræ, et serenas

Cæli pete sedes.
Il cum turbå angelorum
Tolle vocem, Deo coram,

Inter sacras ædes.

7. Surge ! namque illic omnes Noctis spatium insomnes

Vigilando terunt. Laudes tibi, Sancte Pater, Canunt; et hinc per sacrata

Templa nomen ferunt.

G. P. T.

FROM PINDAR.

'Ακτίς 'Αελίου, κ. τ. λ. O evershining Sun! O utmost bound To my poor vision! Glorious eye of day! Why hast thou shrunk from thine accustomed round, Black'ning along thy path, and stol'n away, Confounding Thought, and darkening Wisdom's way?

Say, bring'st thou not some dire vicissitude
Of ill ? but, 0, by highest Jove I pray,

Turn thy swift coursers to th' unsullied good
Of Thebes, thou mighty pow'r! Nor shed my country's blood.

But if thou bear some sign of threat'ning war,
Or mighty snow-storms, sweeping down amain,
Or blight of fruits, or faction's civil jar,
Or deluge of great ocean o'er the plain,
Or earth-congealing frost, or floods of rain
In the dank spring, when angry torrents join ;
Yea, though thou whelm this world beneath the main,

And quite renew man's foul uprooted line ;
So shall we suffer all; then will not I repine.

THE USE OF THE DRAMA, AND ITS

PRESENT STATE.

It is a curious fact, that the French, who once carried their hatred of theatres so far as to exclude actors from Christian burial, are now so inordinately fond of these exhibitions, that they cannot pass one day in the week without a repetition of them. Creatures of impulse as they are, can we wonder that melancholy and low spirits, with their worst consequences, follow this uninterrupted round of excitement?

We are not of the number of those stern moralists who decry all amusements of this sort, and would persuade us that their tendency is vicious, as well as uninstructive. Of all the inventions of genius that have contributed to delight and edify mankind, to

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