‘You see, I’m in for Math. again, And certain to be ploughed. Please tell me where I could obtain An inexpensive shroud.’ I told him where such things are had, Well made, and not too dear; And, feeling really very sad, I left him on the pier. p. 72THE M.A. DEGREE p. 72 after wordsworth after wordsworth It was a phantom of delight When first it gleamed upon my sight, A scholarly distinction, sent To be a student’s ornament. The hood was rich beyond compare, The gown was a unique affair. By this, by that my mind was drawn Then, in my academic dawn; A dancing shape, an image gay Before me then was my M.A. I saw it upon nearer view, A glory, yet a bother too! p. 73 For I perceived that I should be Involved in much Philosophy (A branch in which I could but meet Works that were neither light nor sweet); In Mathematics, not too good For human nature’s daily food; And Classics, rendered in the styles Of Kelly, Bohn, and Dr. Giles. p. 73 And now I own, with some small spleen, A most confounded ass I’ve been; The glory seems an empty breath, And I am nearly bored to death With Reason, Consciousness, and Will, And other things beyond my skill, Discussed in books all darkly planned And more in number than the sand. Yet that M.A. still haunts my sight, With something of its former light. p. 74TRIOLET p. 74 After the melting of the snow Divines depart and April comes; Examinations nearer grow After the melting of the snow; The grinder wears a face of woe, The waster smokes and twirls his thumbs; After the melting of the snow Divines depart and April comes. p. 75VIVIEN’S SONG p. 75 at the l.l.a. examination at the l.l.a. examination
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