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too, the intense zeal and earnestness of his nature, 'Cum talis sis, utinam noster esses."" But the obverse of the great truth "Love is God," "Love reigns," which he reiterates so passionately, he could not see. It was reserved for a later athlete, on whom Shelley's mantle fell, to set his face steadfastly for the goal and not falter in the race, but come back triumphantly asserting :

"I have gone the whole round of creation, I spoke as I saw Reported as man may of God's work-All s love, yet all's law'

"Conamur tenues grandia" must be the cry of all who have essayed to impart to others what Shelley has been to them. Let us now end by delighting ourselves with the triumphant apostrophe in which Browning pays early homage to his liege lord, the first utterance of the one who was just steadying his wings for loftier flights to the other, whom the jealous sea snatched so cruelly away ere his crescent had attained to the fullness of its splendour. More than all other words do they reveal the peculiar radiance of "the poet's poet; beyond all, do they breathe the mingled infinite regret and hopefulness, which they feel who behold, as in a vision "the slope of green access" by the tomb of Cestius, where all that is mortal of Shelley lies buried:

"Sun-treader, light and life be thine for ever!

Thou art gone from us; years go by and Spring
Gladdens, and the young earth is beautiful;
Yet thy songs come not, other bards arise,
But none like thee; they stand, thy majesties

Like mighty works which tell some spirit there
Hath sat, regardless of neglect and scorn,
Till, its long task completed, it hath risen
And left us-never to return."

J. W. S.

JEANIE.

LET bardies write an' bardies sing,
Let ilk his luve declare;

An' ilk his vauntie praises bring,
Fair tribute tae his fair!

But hech! an' hech! for I hae fan'
The bonniest lass o' a'!

Auld Nature's sel', sin' time began
Nae sic anither sa'!

O' a' the flouirs that deck the glen,
O' a' upo' the brae,

O'ilka flouir the Hielans ken,

There's nane that blooms as gay.

There's nane that blooms as gay, my lads
There's nane that blooms as gay;
There's no a flouir ye ken, my lads,
That ever blossomed sae!

Let a' the bardies write an' sing!
Let ilk his luve declare!
They hanna ane in a' the ring

Wi' Jeanie tae compare!

L. H.-S.

ALEXANDER WADE GILL,

Born 17 March 1879,

Commenced residence October 1897,

Died in his rooms, F, New Court, 9 November 1897.

FROM opening novelty of life,

from academic strain and strife,

his Freshman's Term unkept,

he passed; and, leaving woe and pain,
as bent some happier scene to gain
where hopes no more should bud in vain,
the gentle student slept.

When storms along the welkin rave,
the bark too frail to breast the wave
will run for port instead:

thus, shunning life's rough energies,
he went in peace, and takes with ease
the last and highest of Degrees,
among the honoured dead.

W. E. H.

SET thy pale lips, dim-veiléd Grief, to song, making soft melody for one who dwelt

a little space amongst us, who had felt scarce aught of this world's bitterness and wrong.

His youthful ear some fleeting notes had caught of that refrain the Kindly Mother sings. True answers to his fond imaginings

woke in the echoes of each old-world court.

Here might he darkly, toilfully have known

of wisdom, what her beauty is and worth. His knowledge is made perfect. Far from Earth the God of Wisdom claims him for His own.

P. L. B.

Obituary.

HENRY THOMPSON M.D.

It is with great regret that we have to announce the death of Dr Henry Thompson, Senior Fellow of the College. This took place on the 22nd of July last at his residence, 18. Welbeck Street, London. Dr Thompson had been Fellow of the College for fifty-six years, having been elected on the 29th of March 1841. He was the last to have the conditions of his tenure and his emoluments as Fellow governed by the Statutes of Queen Elizabeth, dating from 1580. He was also one of the two Fellows who, under these statutes, had a special dispensation allowing them to remain Fellows without the obligation of taking orders, on condition that they devoted themselves to the study of medicine. Down to the date of his death, in addition to the dividend of a Senior Fellow, he drew certain old allowances laid down by Statute. In each year was paid to him three sums of 135. 4d. in respect of Corn Livery, and Stipend-or food, clothes, and pocket money. In addition he drew an annual allowance of £1 8s. for Brawn and £2 135. 4d. as Foundress's Senior.

Henry Thompson was the eldest son of Mr. Joseph Thompson, Solicitor, of Workington. His mother was Sarah Fisher, one of the Fishers of Jenkin Hill near Keswick, and he was born in Christian Street, Workington, on 27 July 1815. He was sent to Shrewsbury School at the age of twelve, and studied under Dr Samuel Butler, then Head Master. He left as Head boy in 1834, when he was first in the whole school, obtaining the Head Master's prize, the Assistant Master's prize for Latin translation, and a prize for Greek iambics. In the printed Prize Exercises for the year 1834 appears a Latin translation by him of the Spectator, No. 287. He took his degree as Junior Optime in 1838, and was also eighth Classic in that year, when the late Lord Lyttleton and Dean Vaughan were bracketed Senior Classic.

As above stated he was elected a Fellow in 1841, and resided in Cambridge for a short time. He was elected Lynacre.

Lecturer in Physic in the College 9 July 1847. He was succeeded in that office by the late Sir George Paget, whose election is dated 4 July 1851. There were two Henry Thompsons Fellows of the College at that time. Officially he was Henry Thompson, junior; popularly, Jupiter Thompson, from his fine presence. For the last forty years and more he resided in London, only occasionally visiting Cambridge, and his visits grew further apart as time went on. His life was given up to his medical work and studies. When he took a holiday he spent it in his native district fishing in the waters of the Derwent from Seaton Mill to the Cloffocks. He was buried at Workington on the 27th of July, his 82nd birthday.

With regard to his life work as a physician, we feel that we cannot do better than reprint the following account of him which appeared in The Middlesex Hospital Journal, Vol I, No. 4.

A scholar and a physician-such was Dr Henry Thompson, whose long life closed on July 22nd, after a few days' illness. He had attained his 82nd year, and had been Consulting Physician to the Middlesex Hospital since 1879, when he resigned the office of Physician before reaching the age limit imposed by the bye-laws. It is said that he thus resigned in order that his equal in years but junior on the Staff, the late Dr Greenhow, might enjoy the position of Senior Physician before his retirement. Whether this be the case or not, it is just what might have been expected of one whose whole career had been characterized by modesty and self-effacement, and who was chivalrous to an almost quixotic degree. It is imperative that some record of one whose character and personality, no less than his learning and talents, profoundly impressed those who were privileged to work with him, should be made in our Journal, and therefore I venture to attempt to record some of my impressions, in the hope that their deficiencies may be subsequently supplemented by the recollections of those who knew him better.

A scholar indeed he was from his boyhood, and so he remained to the end. The medical career, not often adopted by those who take high classical honours and obtain a Fellowship of St John's, was but an incident, or one might say a fortuitous

* Dr Thompson's resignation is dated May 27, 1879; Dr Greenhow resigned on December 9th of the same year.

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