Villanelle to Justinian.

Justinian, you and I,
Within the ti-tree's shade,
Forget the bye-and-bye.

Nor ask we how and why
This dappled world was made,
Justinian, you and I.

We watch the butterfly
Upon his brief parade
Forget the bye-and-bye.

We hear the sea-gulls cry,
Whose course to sea is laid,
Justinian, you and I.

So where in grasses high,
Your restless paws have strayed,
Forget the bye-and-bye.

Let others fight and die,
Or gather spoils of trade.
Justinian, you and I
Forget the bye-and-bye.

[The executors of the late Emperor Justinian wish it to be clearly understood that the Justinian herein referred to is not their Justinian. As a matter of fact he is an old pal of ours, and is just a little dog.

—Ed. "Spike,"