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From the opening

OFTEN, when o’er tree and turret, Eve a dying radiance flings, By that ancient pile I linger Known familiarly as “King’s.” And the ghosts of days departed Rise, and in my burning breast All the undergraduate wakens, And my spirit is at rest.

What, but a revolting fiction, Seems the actual result Of the Census’s enquiries Made upon the 15th ult.? Still my soul is in its boyhood; Nor of year or changes recks. Though my scalp is almost hairless, And my figure grows convex.

Backward moves the kindly dial; And I’m numbered once again With those noblest of their species Called emphatically ‘Men’: Loaf, as I have loafed aforetime, Through the streets, with tranquil mind, And a long-backed fancy-mongrel Trailing casually behind:

Past the Senate-house I saunter, Whistling with an easy grace; Past the cabbage-stalks that carpet Still the beefy market-place; Poising evermore the eye-glass In the light sarcastic eye, Lest, by chance, some breezy nursemaid Pass, without a tribute, by.

Once, an unassuming Freshman, Through these wilds I wandered on, Seeing in each house a College, Under every cap a Don: Each perambulating infant Had a magic in its squall, For my eager eye detected Senior Wranglers in them all.

By degrees my education Grew, and I became as others; Learned to court delirium tremens By the aid of Bacon Brothers; Bought me tiny boots of Mortlock, And colossal prints of Roe; And ignored the proposition That both time and money go.

Learned to work the wary dogcart Artfully through King’s Parade; Dress, and steer a boat, and sport with Amaryllis in the shade: Struck, at Brown’s, the dashing hazard; Or (more curious sport than that) Dropped, at Callaby’s, the terrier Down upon the prisoned rat.

I have stood serene on Fenner’s Ground, indifferent to blisters, While the Buttress of the period Bowled me his peculiar twisters: Sung ‘We won’t go home till morning’; Striven to part my backhair straight; Drunk (not lavishly) of Miller’s Old dry wines at 78:—

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