13 OCTOBER 1917, Page 15

POETRY IN THE AIR.

[To TIER EDITOR or sax "Sescraros."1

Sun,—It is a pity that either the " Westminster boy." or " His Father," or the printer did not look up the text before asking you to print the famous lines of Catmints. As they stand. they make the scholar's blood run cold—"undis" fur " stagnis," " iusto" for "taste," and the last two words transposed so that what should be the red of a seam, becomes the end of a hexa- meter! Do please give your readers the true version, whit+ is:—

" Peninsulartun Sirmio insularumque Ocelle, quaseunque in liquentibm stagnis Malign° vasto fert Metros :Certitudes . ."

—1 am. Sir, &c., COULEUR. [We hope our correspondent will console himself a little with the reflection that perhaps that was how the gallant airman quoted ['undies to himself when he was up thousands of feet, deafened by the engine, and possibly expecting tut attack.—En. Spectator.]