I fear the story goes on, “unde altior esset
Casus,” &c., ending with a ruinæ.
It’s quite enough to make one “shed the briny.”
Would that like Milton’s demons I could [climb]
“Part on the earth, and part in air sublime!”
He’d not know which to fire at, and the puzzle
Might make him put his shoulder to the muzzle.
By Jove, I have it! Plan untried by “Rocks,”
I’ll light (like Bryant’s matches) on the box!
The line “In medio tutissimus ibis,”