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In one essay he divides men into "sensuels, voluptueux, et délicats"; he was himself a délicat, remote indeed from the gross orgies of the goinfres, but equally repelled by what was austere, restricted, and humble in Epicureanism. He is always protesting against the ungodly habit of vegetarianism, and he points out with cogency and wit that the austere habits attributed to Epicurus well became an elderly invalid of small fortune, but are not to be desired at another period of life or in good health. His Epicureanism was a kind of prudent refinement, never allowing the pleasure of to-day to spoil the pleasure to come to-morrow; the best of everything, but too much of nothing.
ADMONITION IN AUTUMN
BY ANTHONY WRYNN
You tall hound hurrying across the floor of the forest,
To whom movement is stillness, whose heart
Shakes with the stir in the rocks, what fur of gold,
What dull glint of blood at the motionless mouth
Inspires your harsh call of pride and death
When the mystery lies curled in the nettles?
There is the answering horn through the wicker halls!
The horn of the twitching fur and the cry
And your quelling teeth. A piece of lightning may lie, then,
In your imperceptible iris from exaltation
Higher than the exaltation of stillness,
And, true, we see but impetuous sense, the blue gloss
And the paw, the flat ear, but November
Has gales of laughter when the sun stops.
You tall hound, watch the dark coverts when you wander,
Your jaw exhausted and cold, the hunters in bed.