'Tis all Sir Peter Laurie-ish[1] now."

[1] This is a graceful as well as a literal rendering of the bard
of Teos. The word [Greek: Psilon] signifying _nudus_,
_inanis_, _'envis_, _fatuus_; Anglice,--_Sir Peter Laurie-ish_
ED. OF "PUNCH."]

A TRIBUTE BY PETRONIUS.

Quod summum formæ decus est, cecidere capilli,
Vernantesque comas tristis abegit hyems
Nunc umbra nudata sua jam tempora moerent,
Areaque attritis nidet adusta pilis.
O fallax natura Deum! quæ prima dedisti
Ætati nostræ gaudia, prima rapis.
Infelix modo crinibus nitebas,
Phoebo pulchrior, et sorore Phoebi:
At nunc lævior aëre, vel rotundo
Horti tubere, quod creavit unda,
Ridentes fugis et times puellas.
Ut mortem citius venire credas,
Scito jam capitis perisse partem.

A FREE TRANSLATION BY "PUNCH."

Tomkins, you're dish'd! thy light luxuriant hair,
Like "a distress," hath left thy caput bare;
Thy temples mourn th' umbrageous locks, and yield
A crop as stunted as a stubble field.
Rowland and Ross! your greasy gifts are vain,