[183:3]

Weep no more, Lady! weep no more,

Thy sorrow is in vain;

For violets plucked, the sweetest showers

Will ne'er make grow again.

Percy: Reliques. The Friar of Orders Gray.

[183:4] Let us do or die.—Burns: Bannockburn. Campbell: Gertrude of Wyoming, part iii. stanza 37.

Scott says, "This expression is a kind of common property, being the motto, we believe, of a Scottish family."—Review of Gertrude, Scott's Miscellanies, vol. i. p. 153.

[184:1] See Bacon, page [165].

[184:2] Naught so sweet as melancholy.—Burton: Anatomy of Melancholy. Author's Abstract.