I saw them clustering round the Master’s door.

I heard their jolly song—Papa Linnæus:

Linnæus, Papa Linnæus,

He gave his pipe a rap.

He donned his gown of crimson.

He donned his green fur-cap.

He walked in a meadow at daybreak

To see what he might see;

And the linnet cried, “Linnæus!

O hide! Here comes Linnæus.