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Still, as hght gathered, grew my strength and hope, 
And nearer, nearer drew my steps to thine, 
And closer, ever closer seemed the bliss 
Ineffable of re-created love 
In the dear home of unforgotten Thrace, 
Until I saw the low-browed arch that gives 
Upon the living World— 
“« Why ceased the sound 
Of thy prevailing lyre? O why the cry 
‘ Kurydice, Eurydice!’ that fell, 
In the same instant as the yearning glance, 
Upon me shuddering, shrivelling back at once 
To death and darkness from the verge of life! 
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O woeisme! Thy madness was in vain— 
Thou didst not see me. In thine eyes divine 
There gleamed blank horror at the formless void 
In which I stood unseen. O lord and love! 
Most hapless Orpheus, wilt thou slay thyself, 
So gaining a poor right of entrance here, 
Where all is vague and barren of delight, 
And we should meet unknowing and unknown ? 
Was ever grief like unto thine and mine ? 
Is there no way of comfort? I will pray, 
With prayers infinite, Proserpina 
To bear with her to Enna my lorn sprite, 
And cast me loose upon Sicilian winds, 
Which thence may waft me to thee! I will cry 
To ruthless Pluto till 1 wrest from him— 
Kven from him—some unimagined means 
To end our more than mortal misery ;— 
Glad if he only grant I cease to be!” 
Cape Town, August, 1870. oe 
Among his many other activities not connected with his museum 
work, it may be mentioned that he was Private Secretary to the Col. 
Secretary (South Africa), Mr. Rawin, from 1862-64; Secretary to the 
Tender Board, from 1862-66; Private Secretary to Mr. Southey (Col. 
Secretary), 1864-68, and again 1870 and 1876; Secretary to the Paris 
Exhibition Committee, 1866 and 1877; Acting Private Secretary to 
the Governor, Sir M. Bubby, in 1872; Secretary to the Philadelphia 
Exhibition Committee, 1875; and Private Secretary to the Prime 
Minister, Sir J. Molten, when on a special mission to England, 1876. 
His work on the many Phylloxera and other pest Congresses, is too 
well known to need recapitulation. 
It may not be usual in a scientific periodical to enter into the 
details that I have given, but Roland Trimen was not a usual man, 
and whilst other notices have given the purely scientific side of his 
personality, I have rather sought to let our readers see him as a man, 
full souled, full of sympathy for his fellows—a man of high sentiment, 
and whose high ideals he ever endeavoured to make real.—G.T.B-B. 
