In England a like variety of experiments has been made; but neither in France nor in England has the short form yet been as successfully cultivated as it was among the Greeks.

We have some fine examples; but, as an eminent English editor observed a few years ago, not enough examples to make a book.

And of course this means that there are very few; for you can make a book of poetry very well with as little as fifty pages of largely and widely printed text.

However, we may cite a few modern instances.
I think that about the most perfect quatrains we have are those of the extraordinary man, Walter Savage Landor, who, you know, was a rare Greek scholar, all his splendid English work being very closely based upon the Greek models.

He made a little epitaph upon himself, which is matchless of its kind: I strove with none, for none was worth my strife; Nature I loved, and next to Nature, Art; I warmed both hands before the fire of life: It sinks; and I am ready to depart.
You know that Greeks used the short form a great deal for their exquisite epitaphs, and that a considerable part of the anthology consists of epitaphic literature.