90. Forever the same. Add, from the newspaper:—‘The sea at present puts me in mind of Lord Byron—it is restless, glittering, dangerous, exhaustless, like his style.’
Can question thine. Add:—‘Hearing some lines repeated out of Virgil, while B—— and I were sitting near the melancholy Scottish shores, looking towards England, I said that the sound of the Latin language was to me like the sound of the sea—melodious, strange, lasting! So the verses we had just heard had lingered on the ear of memory, had flowed from the learned tongue, for near two thousand years!’
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[91]. In a great pool. Cymbeline, Act III. Sc. 4.
[92]. Otto of roses. Add:—‘It was like other beds in France—not aired.’
A compound of villainous smells. Merry Wives of Windsor, Act III. Sc. 5.
Mieris. See ante, note to p. [60].
Jan Steen. Of Leyden (1626–1679), a follower of Van Ostade, Brouwer, and Van Goyen.
[93]. Gay, sprightly land of mirth and social ease. Goldsmith, The Traveller, 41–2.