OUR College Pump! thy crystal stream
That cools my burning thirst,
Is worthy of sweet wine and flowers
(Though better with the first)
I'll sacrifice a calf to thee,
There's many a one about.
'T will be sweet sacrifice to me
To put one fellow out.
And though he dreams of love and bets
And poker to be won,
Thy sparkling stream and his blue blood
Shall mingle into one.
Thou cool'st the burning Dog-star's heat, -
A bulldog-star is he;
And oft to drink, the wandering herd
Of "muckers" runs to thee.
Thou'lt be a very noble Pump,
E'en when my lyre is still;
For learned lips shall press the cups
Thy prattling waters fill.
IONODES III. 26.I'VE lived till now a match for girls;
Behold what spoils my bureau shows!
Fans, ribbons, photographs, and curls,
Letters, and bows.
But now these precious souvenirs
Shall serve to feed my hungry fire;
Yet, Venus, grant a victim's tears
One last desire.
Let Chloe feel one little blow -
Yes, just enough to make her smart -
Of that fell shaft which laid so low
My conquered heart!
E. C. P.
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