[WAYS OF THE STUDENTS.]
Queer chaps are these students, say folks every where,
Although you should have them but once in the year;
They make in the village such riot and reek,
There's nought else left for us but plague for a week.
Now must we be caring for St. Mary's day,
And every one is wishing that Galli come may;
Then come they with swords and fowling-pieces too,
And make in the village a horrid to-do.
There's nothing then in safety; no pigeon, no hen,