IN the spring the saffron snowdrifts vanish, - all but one or two;
In the spring the frequent puddle tarnishes the well-blacked shoe;
In the spring the hardy oarsman tempts the Charles's turbid stream,
And Memorial boarders revel in their Tuesday night ice-cream;
In the spring the coatless Connor strives to stop you on the stairs;
In the spring the most determined cutter has to go to prayers;
In the spring the busy Borsair swings the care-dispelling bat,
Till, like Alice' luckless hatter, people "wonder what he's at";
In the spring the passive poco tempts you with a dollar note,
Gazing with a greedy longing at your gorgeous winter coat;
In the spring the thoughtful Senior ever dreams of his degree,
And my thoughts, O Araminta, naturally turn to thee!
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Rules under which the Class Races will be Rowed.
