[B] "Who this modern poet was," says Mr. Collier, "is a secret worth discovering." The wood-cut on the title of the pamphlet is an ass with a wreath of laurel round his neck.
[C] Milton, from memory.
[D] Fletcher, in the "Faithful Shepherdess." The Satyr offers to Clorin
"grapes whose lusty blood
Is the learned poet's good;
Sweeter yet did never crown
The head of Bacchus; nuts more brown
Than the squirrels' teeth that crack them."
[E] Fauntleroy.
[F] The reader, says Mr. Patmore, need not be told that all the above items of home-news are pure fiction.