AFTER DEATH.

Press, Volume LX, Issue 18216, 29 October 1924, Page 11

AFTER DEATH.

TO THE EDITOR OF "TILE PBESS." Sir,—My good friend Mr Fctcr Trolove may be interested in this translation from Lucan, a contemporary of Julius Caesar. I may bay for Mr Trolove's information that some six or seven years ago he tried to visualise me in the flesh, with but little success. He would perhaps have been more successful had I "passed over." The Druide now, while arms aro heard ro more. Old mystarics and sacred rites restore; A tnbo who singular religion 10-.e, And haunt tho lonely coverts of tho grove. To these, and the'e of all mankind alone The Gods are sure revealed, or eure uain^wn. If dying mortals' doom they sins aright No B descend to Hell in dreadful night; No parting souls to gristy Pluto go, ICcr the dreary, silent shades below; But forth they fly, immortal in their kind, And other bodies in new worlds they find. Thus life for ever runs its endless race, And, like a line, death hut divides th« epai:e: A stop -which can but for a moment, last, A r>oint between the future and tho past.. Thr.co happy they between the northern "Who that worst fate, tho fear of death, desoise. Henco they no cares for this frai! bemr feel, But rush unda-unted on tho pointed st-ecl; P ovoko approaching fate, ajid bra. Ely scorn To spire that li!o which mun so soon return. —Koto. —Yours, etc., DIOGENES.