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She wore a sweet pink bonnet,
The sweetest ever known:
And as I gazed upon it,
My heart was not my own.
For - I know not why or wherefore -
A pink bonnet put on well,...

He has gone to his grave in the strength of youth,
While life shone bright before him;
And we, who remember his worth and truth,
Stand vainly grieving o'er him.
...

Wish ye, sons of Alma Mater,
Long lost laurels to replace?
Listen to a stout old Pater,
Once renowned in many a race.
Now, alas! I'm fat and forty,
And my form grows round to view;...

Woe, woe is me! for whither can I fly?
Where hide me from Mathesis' fearful eye?
Where'er I turn the Goddess haunts my path,
Like grim Megoera in revengeful wrath:
In accents wild, that would awake the dead,...

[NOTE. - The following lines were written by request, to be read at a Meeting of the "Girls' Friendly Society."]


What should a maiden be? Pure as the rill,
Ere it has left its first home in the hill;...

There once was a time when I revelled in rhyme, with Valentines deluged my cousins,

Translated Tibullus and half of Catullus, and poems produced by the dozens.
...

"Up the high Alps, perspiring madman, steam,
To please the school-boys, and become a theme."
Cf. Juv. Sat. x, v. 106.


We who know not the charms of a glass below Zero,...

A lay sung in the Temple of Minerva Girtanensis.

...

May, 1863.

1. BOYCOTT, W.
2. FERGUSON, R. S.
3. BOWLING, E. W.
4. SMITH, JASON.
5. PALEY, G. A.
6. GORST, P. F.
7. SECKER, J. H.
8. FISHER, J.

Steerer - BUSHELL, W. D....

Mille venit variis florum Dea nexa coronis:
Scena ioci morem liberioris habet.

OV. FAST. IV. 945, 946.


I wish that the May Term were over,
That its wearisome pleasures were o'er,...

Year after year, as Summer suns come round,
Upon the Calais packet am I found:
Thence to Geneva hurried by express,
I halt for breakfast, bathe, and change my dress.
My well-worn knapsack to my back I strap;...