The green, the brown, the black, the blue!
Of every shade, of every hue,
It runneth the list of colours through!
It plays with the sedge, it stagnant crawls,
Or like an o’erfilled kennel brawls.
I’m on the Cam! I’m on the Cam!
Where I never again will be, I am;
With the blue above, and the mud below,
And weeds are wheresoe’er I go—
From The Individual. November 29, 1836.
Cambridge: W. H. Smith.