IMPROMPTU LINES, SUGGESTED BY READING VERSES ON "CREMATION" IN THE "DUBLIN UNIVERSITY WELL hast thou shown, my gifted Friend, Sprung from the dust, to dust should go. Besides, from Fire all things proceed, The skin which clothes our naked feet, We owe not to the genial flame? * DUBLIN UNIVERSITY MAGAZINE, April, 1876, p. 499. Even winter drear, would drearier be, And, in its warmth, attains a bloom For deeds like these we search in vain Since, then, to fire we so much owe, Why to it such aversion show? Why not to it at last repay Our debts, by giving it our clay? For who can tell what 'tis to lie Deep hid from bright and beauteous sky, And what strange forms may round us meet And tribute claims from small and great, And is it not much better far On fire's bright wings to soar afar, In our cold flesh to plant their stings, In Death's dark, hated, airless Hall? OUR PORTRAIT GALLERY. SECOND SERIES.-No. 30. SIR BERNARD BURKE, C.B., LL.D., M.R.I.A., Ulster King of Arms and Knight Attendant on the Order of St. Patrick; Keeper of the State Papers in Ireland, Member of the Society of Antiquaries, Normandy, &c., &c, &c. SIR BERNARD BURKE belongs to a class of writers and workers which, in an age like ours, runs the risk, with the general public, of not being adequately appreciated. To many amongst us, heraldry, with its attendant lore relating to the rise and progress of patrician orders, is only so much antiquated lumber. Presuming on the privilege of living in an enlightened age, many persons regard crests and pedigrees as relics of barbarism, and all literary labour bestowed upon such trifles simple waste of time. We entertain a very different opinion in holding that Sir Bernard Burke has, with other authors of the same type, kindled a torch in our midst which, by enabling us to compare present acquisitions with those of our ancestors, has so far accelerated social progress. The genius of the true student in heraldry constitutes, therefore, a formative power in the production of modern cultivation. Sir Bernard Burke has given the world, in his works, an exquisite master-key for deciphering, in the history of our national and æsthetic development, a variety of otherwise illegible inscriptions. The subject of our memoir was born in London in the year 1818, and is the second son of the late John Burke, Esq., of Dublin, by Mary his wife, daughter of Bernard O'Reilly, Esq., of Ballymorris, Co. Longford. Sir Bernard's grandfather was Peter Burke, Esq., of Elm Hall, Co. Tipperary, and his only surviving brother is Mr. Serjeant Burke, of the English bar, who has gained distinction as a legal and general writer. Sir Bernard Burke married, in 1856, Barbara Frances, second daughter of the late James MacEvoy, Esq., of Tobertynan, Co. Meath, and grand |