And the Church and Bar be waiting.
Three travellers puffed out a fragrant cloud,
One Saturday morn when the sun went down;
Though they travelled first-class, you could see they were ploughed,
And, oh! they were Robinson, Jones and Brown!
For men won’t work, and little they’ll sleep
If the wine be good, and tobacco be cheap,
Though the Church and Bar be waiting.
The Cantab, E. Johnson, Cambridge, 1873.