"Coaches," whose mouths are not mealy,
"Faithfuls," who riverward flock,
Mornings, inclement and early,
Stinted tobacco and beer,
Tutors reluctant and surly,
"Finals" unpleasantly near—
All are forgot in the hurly—
Lo! the long looked-for is here!
Now, at the start, as I'm eyeing
The back, that I know like a friend,