I shall end this paper with that whole epigram, which represents with much humour my honest friend's condition. Quicquid agit Rufus, nihil est, nisi Noevia Rufo, Si gaudet, si flet, si tacet, hanc loquitur: Coenat, propinat, poscit, negat, annuit, una est Noevia; si non sit Noevia, mutus erit. Scriberet hesterna patri cum luce salutem, Noevia lux, inquit, Noevia numen, ave. Epig. lxix. 1.

When all this is very secure, and made as directed, put up your Boar, and take care that he is so placed, as never to see or even hear any Hogs; for if he does, he will pine away, and lose more good Flesh in one Day than he gets in a Fortnight: He must then be fed with as many Pease as he will eat, and as much skim'd Milk, or flet Milk, as is necessary for him.

A skabbed sheep syles ail the flock. A tarrowing bairn was never fat. A tratler is worse then a thief. An ill shearer gat never a good hook. A burnt bairn fire dreads. All the speed is in the spurs. A word before is worth two behinde. An ill win penny will cast down a pound. An old seck is ay skailing. A fair fire makes a room flet. An old Knave is na bairn. A good yeoman makes a good woman.

Quicquid agit Rufus, nihil est, nisi Naevia Rufo, Si gaudet, si flet, si tacet, hanc loquitur; Coenat, propinat, poscit, negat, annuit, una est Naevia; si non sit Naevia, mutus erit. Scriberet hesterna patri cum luce salutem Naevia lux, inquit, Naevia numen, ave. Be he joyful or sorrowful, be he even silent, he is still harping upon her.

They lifted their glasses and poured down the liquor, and Dennie continued, "How'd you get out, Croaker?" "Served me term," said The Croak shortly. "What! Then is it three years? Well, well, how the snows and the blossoms come and go. We're growing old, Croaker. We're nearing the time when the fleeting show will have flet.

QUICQUID AGIT RUFUS, NIHIL EST, NISI NAEVIA RUFO, SI GAUDET, SI FLET, SI TACET, HANC LOQUITUR: CAENAT, PROPINAT, POSCET, NEGAT, ANNUIT, UNA EST NAEVIA; SI NON SIT NAEVIA, MUTUS ERIT. SCRIBERET HESTERNA PATRI CUM LUCE SALUTEM, NAEVIA LUX, INQUIT, NAEVIA NUMEN AVE. Epig. 69, 1.

I shall end this Paper with that whole Epigram, which represents with much Humour my honest Friend's Condition. Quicquid agit Rufus nihil est nisi Naevia Rufo, Si gaudet, si flet, si tacet, hanc loquitur: Coenat, propinat, poscit, negat, annuit, una est Naevia; Si non sit Naevia mutus erit. Scriberet hesterna Patri cum Luce Salutem, Naevia lux, inquit, Naevia lumen, ave.

Qualis populeâ mærens Philomela sub umbrâ Amissos queritur fetus, quos durus arator Observans nido implumes detraxit, at illa Flet noctem, ramoque sedens miserabile carmen Integrat, et mœstis late loca questibus implet.”

Quicquid agit Rufus, nihil est, nisi Naevia Rufo, Si gaudet, si flet, si tacet, hanc loquitur; Coenat, propinat, poscit, negat, annuit, una est Naevia; si non sit Naevia, mutus erit. Scriberet hesterna patri cum luce salutem Naevia lux, inquit, Naevia numen, ave. Be he joyful or sorrowful, be he even silent, he is still harping upon her.