[9] Mr. Lambkin has assured me that his lordship had maintained these relations to the day of his death.
[10] To be pronounced as a monosyllable in the American fashion.
[11] Mr. Punt, Mr. Howl, and Mr. Grewcock—(now, alas! deceased).
[12] A neat rendering of “Sublimi feriam sidera vertice.”
[13] To the Examiners.—These facts (of which I guarantee the accuracy) were given me by a Director.
[14] A reminiscence of Milton: “Fas est et ab hoste doceri.”
[15] Lambkin told me he regretted this line, which was for the sake of Rhyme. He would willingly have replaced it, but to his last day could construct no substitute.
[16] The anecdote will be found in my Fifty Years of Chance Acquaintances. (Isaacs & Co., 44s. nett.)
[17] Lambkin resolutely refused to define Happiness when pressed to do so by a pupil in June, 1881: in fact, his hatred of definitions was so well-known as to earn him the good-humoured nick-name of “the Sloucher” among the wilder young scholars.
[18] τὸ μεσόν