Edward Woodley Bowling

I. I cannot rest o' the night, Mother, For my heart is cold and wan:

Where are they all departed, The loved ones of my youth, Those emblems white of purity,

She wore a sweet pink bonnet, The sweetest ever known: And as I gazed upon it,

By the waters of Cam, as the shades were descending, A Fellow sat moaning his desolate lot; From his sad eyes were flowing salt rivulets, blending

"Et potis es nigrum vitio praefigere Delta." - PERSIUS. It was a young Examiner, scarce thirty were his years, His name our University loves, honours, and reveres:

O how shall I write a love-ditty To my Alice on Valentine's day? How win the affection or pity

As hard at work I trimmed the midnight lamp, Yfilling of mine head with classic lore, Mine hands firm clasped upon my temples damp,

Breathless is the deep blue sky; Breathless doth the blue sea lie; And scarcely can my heart believe,

THE TWO MAIDENS. [The following Verses were written for a country Penny Reading]. Two Bedfordshire maidens in one village dwelt;

"ONE GLASS OF BEER." Ne quid nimis. Tom Smith was the son of a Bedfordshire man;

FRED AND BILL. Two twins were once born in a Bedfordshire home; Such events in the best managed households may come;

HOME, SWEET HOME. I'm a Bedfordshire Chap, and Bill Stumps is my name, And to tell it don't give me no manner of shame;

[NOTE. - The following lines were written to celebrate the 'bump' by which the Lady Margaret 1st Boat became "Head of the River" in 1871. On the next evening Professor Selwyn delighted the eyes and the hearts of all Johnians by sculling down the river to salute the Head of the River.    The title of psychroloutes [*] needs no explanation to those who know the Selwyns, who are no less renowned as swimmers than as oarsmen.] "Tell me, Muse, what colour floateth round the River's ancient head: Is it white and black, or white and blue, is it scarlet, blue, or red?"

Smoking lately in my "Funny," as I'm wont, beneath the bank, Listening to Cam's rippling murmurs thro' the weeds and willows dank, As I chewed the Cud of fancy, from the water there appeared

Let penny-a-liners columns pour Of turgid efflorescence, Describe in language that would floor

Ridicula nuper cymba, sicut meus est mos, Flumineas propter salices et murmura Cami, Multa movens mecum, fumo inspirante, iacebam.

He has gone to his grave in the strength of youth, While life shone bright before him; And we, who remember his worth and truth,

[NOTE. - The following imitation of Cowper's Boadicea was written in 1858; most of its predictions have since been fulfilled.] When the Cambridge flower-show ended, And the flowers and guests were gone,

Wish ye, sons of Alma Mater, Long lost laurels to replace? Listen to a stout old Pater,

Woe, woe is me! for whither can I fly? Where hide me from Mathesis' fearful eye? Where'er I turn the Goddess haunts my path,

'Tis done!    Henceforth nor joy nor woe Can make or mar my fate; I gaze around, above, below,

[NOTE. - The following lines were written by request, to be read at a Meeting of the "Girls' Friendly Society."] What should a maiden be?    Pure as the rill, Ere it has left its first home in the hill;

O BEATA SOLITUDO; O SOLA BEATITUDO. (Inscription in the Grounds of Burg Birseck, near Basel.) Sweet Solitude where dost thou linger?

There once was a time when I revelled in rhyme, with Valentines deluged my cousins, Translated Tibullus and half of Catullus, and poems produced by the dozens. Now my tale is nigh told, for my blood's running cold, all my laurels lie yellow and faded.

"Up the high Alps, perspiring madman, steam, To please the school-boys, and become a theme." Cf. Juv. Sat. x, v. 106.

A lay sung in the Temple of Minerva Girtanensis. [NOTE. - On Thursday, February 24th, 1881, three Graces were submitted to the Senate of the University of Cambridge, confirming the Report of The Syndicate appointed June 3rd, 1880, to consider four memorials relating to the Higher Education of Women.    The first two Graces were passed by majorities of 398 and 258 against 32 and 26 respectively; the third was unopposed.    The allusions in the following lay will probably be understood only by those who reside in Cambridge; but it may be stated that Professor Kennedy, Professor Fawcett, and Sir C. Dilke gave their votes and influence in favour of The Graces, while Dr. Guillemard, Mr. Wace, Mr. Potts, Professor Lumby, Dr. Perowne, Mr. Horne and Mr. Hamblin Smith voted against The Graces.] I

A's my new policy called Annexation; B is the Bother it causes the nation. C is Lord Chelmsford, engaged with Zulus;

I made an ascent of the Eiger Last year, which has ne'er been surpassed; 'Twas dangerous, long, and laborious,

OXFORD.CAMBRIDGE.1. R. T. RAIKES.1. J. STILL.2. F. CROWDER.2. J. R. SELWYN.3. W. FREEMAN.3. J. A. BOURKE.4. F. WILLAN.4. J. FORTESCUE.5. E. F. HENLEY.5. D. F. STEVENSON.6. W. W. WOOD.6. R. A. KINGLAKE.7. H. P. SENHOUSE.7. H. WATNEY.8. M. BROWN.8. W. R. GRIFFITHS.Steerer - C. R. W. TOTTENHAM.Steerer - A. FORBES. Attend, all ye who wish to see the names of each stout crew,

A's Aristides, or Gladstone the Good; B is Lord B., whom I'd crush if I could. C are Conservatives, full of mad pranks;

1. HAWKSHAW    3rd Trinity.            2. PIGOTT        Corpus.                        3. WATSON        Pembroke.                   

May, 1863. 1. BOYCOTT, W.                        2. FERGUSON, R. S.               

Mille venit variis florum Dea nexa coronis: Scena ioci morem liberioris habet. OV. FAST. IV. 945, 946.

Year after year, as Summer suns come round, Upon the Calais packet am I found: Thence to Geneva hurried by express,

When the shades of eve descending Throw o'er cloistered courts their gloom, Dimly with the twilight blending

1. WATNEY        Lady Margaret.        2. BEEBEE        Lady Margaret.        3. PIGOTT        Corpus                       

My miserable countrymen, whose wont is once a-year To lounge in watering-places, disagreeable and dear; Who on pigmy Cambrian mountains, and in Scotch or Irish bogs