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58 6.

They know the Chancellor has got

Some pretty livings in disposal:

Each hopes that one may be his lot,

And, therefore, smiles on his proposal.

7.

Now from the soporific scene

I'll turn mine eye, as night grows later,

To view, unheeded and unseen,

The studious sons of Alma Mater.

8.

There, in apartments small and damp,

The candidate for college prizes,

Sits poring by the midnight lamp;

Goes late to bed, yet early rises.

9.

He surely well deserves to gain them,

With all the honours of his college,

Who, striving hardly to obtain them,

Thus seeks unprofitable knowledge: