~The Freshman's Vacation.~
He had fished in the Aroostook,
And he'd trolled in the Walloostook,
And he'd angled in the Mattawamkeag,
He had hunted Lake Umbagog,
And spent weeks on Memphremagog,
For he'd sworn to bring the fish home by the bag.
All too soon the summer ended,
And his homeward way he wended,
And he left his tent within the shady vale;
But before he reached New Lyddom,
He took all his fish and hid 'em
In an envelope and sent them home by mail.
University Herald.
~A Rondel.~
"I'd draw the knot as tight as man can draw,
And firm I'd make it fast by every law;
Dearest, you need not speak your fond consent,
Your paleness and your blush so finely blent,"
He gently said; "tell me my happy lot:
I'd draw the knot."
But ere he could the eager phrase repeat,—
The phrase his manly fancy found so sweet,—
The modest maiden toward him turned her face:
Her eyes met his a moment's rapturous space,—
She spoke, her firm glance faltering scarce a jot,
"I'd rather not."
J.J. MACK, JR. Harvard Lampoon.
~The Ladye of the Lab.~
He fareth in a joyous wise
Where runs the road 'neath gentle skies—
How should his canine heart surmise
That where the red-roofed towers rise
The blood is red upon the slab?
His way is warm with sunlight yet,
He knoweth not the sun must set;
And he hath in the roadway met
The Ladye of the Lab.