You do retain the song we set,

And how it rises, trips and scans?

You keep the sacred memory yet,

Republicans? Republicans?

You know the way the words were hurled,

To break the worst of fortune’s rub?

I give the toast across the world,

And drink it, “Gentlemen: the Club.”

CONTENTS.

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[Dedicatory Ode]v
[Preface]xv
I.[Introductory]1
II.[Lambkin’s Newdigate]14
III.[Some Remarks on Lambkin’s Prose Style]22
IV.[Lambkin’s Essay on “Success”]28
V.[Lambkin on “Sleep”]37
VI.[Lambkin’s Advice to Freshmen]42
VII.[Lambkin’s Lecture on “Right”]51
VIII.[Lambkin’s Special Correspondence]58
IX.[Lambkin’s Address to the League of Progress]72
X.[Lambkin’s Leader]83
XI.[Lambkin’s Remarks on the End of Term]88
XII.[Lambkin’s Article on the North-West Corner of the Mosaic Pavement of the Roman Villa at Bignor]95
XIII.[Lambkin’s Sermon]104
XIV.[Lambkin’s Open Letter to Churchmen]114
XV.[Lambkin’s Letter to a French Friend]123
XVI.[Interview with Mr. Lambkin]132