In Residence

TO AN UNAPPRECIATIVE UNIVERSITY WITH all my mental pabulum I like to be a ruminant, Not gobble up too hastily my fodder ; My mind is busy as a bloomin’ spider or a bloomin’ ant, But I don’t despise the necessary plodder. I’m assured by all who know me I’m a most transcendent genius ; I’m as clever as a Cayley or a Newton ; I breast the tape with Kelvin, and with Ramsay, and Arrhenius, But I copy the stolidity that’s Teuton. I envy not the lightning of the insight of an Oscar Wilde ; My mental motto is Festina lente; I might have made the eminent composerman of “ Tosca ” wild, I admit that I have certainly made plenty. But I find that in a Tripos (tis the Moral Scientific) I have never time to understand the question ; When the clock strikes I am only just beginning a terrific Answer after the completest of digestion. 74