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Rh A word then, Senior Censor, in your ear: The Government is in a state of fear— Like some old gentleman, abroad at night, Seized with a sudden shiver of affright, Who offers money, on his bended knees, To the first skulking vagabond he sees— Now is the lucky moment for our task; They daren't refuse us anything we ask !
 * And then our Fellowships shall open be

To Intellect, no meaner quality! No moral excellence, no social fitness Shall ever be admissible as witness. 'Avaunt, dull Virtue!' is Oxonia's cry: 'Come to my arms, ingenious Villainy!'
 * For Classic Fellowships, an honour high,

Simonides and Co. will then apply— Our Mathematics will to Oxford bring The 'cutest members of the betting-ring— Law Fellowships will start upon their journeys A myriad of unscrupulous attorneys— While poisoners, doomed till now to toil unknown, Shall mount the Physical Professor's throne!