The Age Reviewed A Satire: In two parts: Second edition, revised and corrected [by Robert Montgomery] |
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Oxford and Granta! all your steeples bend,—
Fellows and Wranglers! gown and volume rend,
Quake, Milman, on thy green Parnassian throne,
And send Anne Boleyn where Belshazzar's gone;
Ye black professors, shed a classic drop,
For London builds her rival college shop!
What!—though no edifice be yet upreared,
And some, a College Company have fear'd,
Cockaigne, will glory in the chamber'd pile,
And lisping Cocknies represent her Boyle,—
Sir Billy Curtis pant forensic fires,
When turtle swells him, or champagne inspires.
Who knows what ribbon-lord, or tanner's son,
May rise an Euclid, or an Emerson?—
What Porsons scan, and criticise by scales,
What Milmans roll out verses with their bales?
Fellows and Wranglers! gown and volume rend,
Quake, Milman, on thy green Parnassian throne,
And send Anne Boleyn where Belshazzar's gone;
Ye black professors, shed a classic drop,
For London builds her rival college shop!
What!—though no edifice be yet upreared,
And some, a College Company have fear'd,
Cockaigne, will glory in the chamber'd pile,
And lisping Cocknies represent her Boyle,—
Sir Billy Curtis pant forensic fires,
When turtle swells him, or champagne inspires.
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May rise an Euclid, or an Emerson?—
What Porsons scan, and criticise by scales,
What Milmans roll out verses with their bales?
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