No superlatives were
with him strong enough to express his sentiments on aught that
immediately moved his feelings either of admiration or indignation.]
"The concessions in Lombardy," he goes on, "are fabulous. Thieves and
assassins are turned out of prison with quiet literary men and brave
patriots.... With kindest regards to your circle, ever your affec.
"W. LANDOR."
The verses on Agesilao Milano announced as being "on the
other side" are there preceded by two epigrams on the object of his
indignation above alluded to, which I suppress for the same reason
that I have suppressed that portion of the letter referring to the
same subject. The verses on the young Italian patriot and martyr run
as follows:
Sometimes the brave have bent the head
To lick the dust that despots tread.
Not so Milano; he alone
Would bow to Justice on the throne.
To win a crown of thorns he trod
A flinty path, and rests with God.
T.A.T.
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THE DEATH OF DOCTORS' COMMONS.
On the 20th of last October a venerable London institution changed its
quarters. Doctors' Commons may almost be said to be no more. Its heart
is gone. The Principal Registry of the Court of Probate--the successor
to the Prerogative Court of Canterbury--is no longer to be found
there, and those who seek their fortunes in wills have now to
prosecute their researches in that hub of British departmental
records, Somerset House.
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