Till they called for the previous question.
And then 'twas agreed that the very next morn
With the Goodies they'd seek for a parley;
And a card by a messenger straightway was borne,
To the Queen and her underlings snarly.
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When Phoebus got up from the bed of the sea
(As Homer of old would have stated),
The Faculty met in the Yard' neath a tree,
And the Goodies' arrival awaited.
Like Amazons ancient these ladies approached
Their faces all freckled and haughty;
The insolence then of the proctor was broached
By the Queen, in a voice rather forte.
The President, wavering, centred his trust
In gaining her over by ruses;
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Appleton Chapel.
