Constant Reader.—
“Where but to think is to be full of sorrows,
And leaden-eyed despairs.”
From Keats’ Ode to Nightingale.
Titus.—(1) The most highly salaried of her Majesty’s Ministers is the Lord High Chancellor, the Right Hon. Lord Halsbury, who receives £10,000 per annum. (2) A Kreutzer is worth very little—five are equal to a penny in our coinage. Thanks for your kind wishes; it is very pleasant to receive so appreciative a letter as yours.
Portia.—(1) Fur, passementerie, and various braids will be used as trimming. (2) Cover it with pale pink chiffon. (3) Jacta est alea, “The die is cast.” Pace tua, “With your consent.” Questions requiring answers in these columns should be in our hands quite six days before publication.
Ignoramus.—(1) Chopin, as if spelt Shopain, the last syllable pronounced as the word “bread” in French; Goethe—Gerter. (2) March 14, 1872, was a Thursday.
Literary Puzzled One.—(a) You must not take Poe’s Philosophy of Composition too seriously. (b) No; many prefer not to regard “The Raven” as emblematic of drink. Read “Annabel Lee,”—will not this verse tempt you?
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]“I was a child and she was a child
In this kingdom by the sea,