In silk and eke in satin,
But all they at bold Butler smiled,
And recked not of the Latin.
Bold Ben Butler blushed and bowed,
And with his sheepskin fumbled;
With undergraduate applause
The very ceilings rumbled.
Then Wendell Phillips laughed with glee,
And Theodore Lyman shouted;
But Zadoc Bowman wept aloud,
And Gen'ral Devens pouted.
Around the genial Mother's board
Her sons are all invited;
And at the head, with brow of gloom,
Sits Frisbee Hoar, the blighted.
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