Rough notes of philosophy, harder than sweet,
That pained our teeth, ere we cracked through to the meat;
Our fright when "Analogy" round us careened,
And made Joseph Butler show up like a fiend;
The chemistry that in our minds somewhat sank,
And showed us what queer things we ate, breathed, and drank;
Zoology, where 'twas laboriously shown
That man isn't the only queer animal known;
We studied the rocks—rugged children of flame—
And sweet-scented flowers, and the fields whence they came.