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"Lost is Granta, lost our glory, lost our former pride of place, "Gone are all my blushing honours, nought is left me but disgrace. "For regardless of all science, every oarsman now obeys "Wild, new fangled laws and notions, never dream'd of in old days. "But do you, my gentle Freshmen, who have youth in every vein, "Labour by your manly valour our lost laurels to regain! "When you hear the Cox'n's 'row on all,' then keep erect your head; "Then be your arms and bodies with one motion for❜ard sped : "Sit firm upon your cushions all, and when the oar is in "With one harmonious action let your work at once begin: "Press your feet against the stretcher, and your legs with vigour ply, "Till the ship, as swift as lightning, thro' the yielding water fly. "He who misses the beginning' makes his comrades all to suffer, 'Spoils the swing, and is a nuisance; turn him out, for he's a duffer! 'Having made a good beginning you must carry on the work, "And until the stroke is finished not an atom must you shirk.

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· I have seen-no names I mention—certain oarsmen with a dash "Plunge their oars into the water, and produce a sudden splash; "But the middle and the finish are all wasted in the air, "And no human constitution can such toil incessant bear. "For although the ship at starting may at once it's distance clear "And victory seem certain, when the winning post is near "The crew worn out and breathless have nothing in them left, "And though pluck may ne'er desert them, of their vigour are bereft. "And do you, my Palinurus, steering straight the gallant bark, "By voice and exhortation keep your heroes to the mark. "Cheer the plucky, chide the cowards who to do their work are loth, "And forbid them to grow idle by indulging idle sloth.

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love remain,

"If my honour be your glory, my discredit be your pain; "If a spark of old affection in your hearts be still alive,

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Rally round old Father Camus, and his glories past revive!

"Then adorned with reedy garland shall I take my former throne, "And, victor of proud Isis, reign triumphant and alone. "Then no more shall Cloacina with my streams her off'rings blend, "And old Camus clear as crystal to the ocean shall descend!"

He spoke, and 'neath the surface, black as pitch, he hid his head, And punting out my Funny, I my homeward journey sped. But a strange ambrosial odour, as the God sank 'neath the flood, Seem'd to float and hover round me creeping upward from the mud : And for ever from the water's troubled face there seem'd to rise A melancholy fragrance of dead dogs unto the skies.

(TURGIDUS REMEX).

THE SENIOR FELLOW.

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

Mem'ries long forgotten loom.

From the bright fire's falling embers
Faces smile that smiled of yore;

Till my heart again remembers

Hopes and thoughts that live no more.

Then again does manhood's vigour
Nerve my arm with iron strength;
As of old when trained with vigour
We beat Oxford by a length.
Once again the willow wielding
Do I urge the flying ball;

Till "lost ball" the men who're fielding
Hot and weary faintly call.

Then I think of hours of study,
Study silent as the tomb,
Till the rays of morning ruddy
Shone within my lonely room.
Once again my heart is burning
With ambition's restless glow;
And long hidden founts of learning
O'er my thirsty spirit flow.

Soon fresh scenes my fancy people,
For I see a wooded hill;
See above the well-known steeple ;
Hear below the well-known rill
Joyous sounds each gale is bringing,
Wafted on its fragrant breath;
Hark! I hear young voices singing,
Voices silent now in death.

Brothers, sisters, loved and loving,
Hold me in their fond embrace;
Half forgiving, half reproving,
I can see my Mother's face.
Mid a night of raven tresses,

Through the gloom two sad eyes shine,
And my hand a soft hand presses,
And a heart beats close to mine.

In mine ears a voice is ringing,
Sweeter far than earthly strain,
Heavenly consolation bringing

From a land that knows no pain.
And when slowly from me stealing
Fades that vision into air,
Every pulse beats with the feeling
That a Spirit loved was there.

"JUVAT MEMINISSE."

OUR CHRONICLE.

AT the commencement of a new volume and of a new academical year, we find symptoms of sustained or renewed vitality in all departments of this our "ancient and religious foundation." The entry, gradually recovering from a temporary depression, is once more rising to its proper level. The number of those recently admitted amongst us is eighty-seven.

The Architectural improvements which have been for the last two years in progress, are so far advanced that the first stage of the original contract is now completed, whilst the progress of the remainder is from day to day apparent: the new Lodge is occupied, and the proposed enlargement of the College Hall has been effected.

The Fellowships lately held by the following gentlemen, have been vacated since the publication of our last number: Rev. G. G. Holmes, B.D., and A. W. Potts, M.A.

The following gentlemen were elected Fellows of the College on Monday the 6th of November :

Alfred George Marten, M.A., Senior, (bracketed,) Law Tripos, 1855, nineteenth Wrangler, 1856.

Joseph James Stuckey, B.A., fifth Wrangler, 1864.

Henry Lee-Warner, B.A., eleventh in the first Class in Classics, 1864, Camden Medallist, Brown's Medallist, Members' Prizeman.

Josiah Brown Pearson, B.A., alone in first Class Moral Science Tripos, 1864, Burney Prizeman.

Alfred Marshall, B.A., second Wrangler, 1865.

Meyrick Henry Legge Beebee, B.A., Bell's Scholar, eighteenth Wrangler, 1865, fourth (bracketed) in first Class in Classics, 1865.

The M'Mahon Law Studentship has been awarded to H. F. Pooley, B.A.

Courses of lectures have been delivered from the University pulpit during the present term, by

Rev. J. Moorhouse, Hulsean Lecturer.
Rev. B. M. Cowie.

The Crosse Scholarship has been adjudged to James Snowdon, B.A.

The Carus Greek Testament Prize for Undergraduates has been adjudged to

H. M. Gwatkin, St. John's College.
T. H. Shaw, Clare College.

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Mr. H. G. Hart having resigned the post of Editor of The Eagle, has been succeeded by Mr. A. S. Wilkins who was elected without opposition.

Mr. C. Taylor has succeeded the Rev. G. Richardson as Secretary.

The officers of the Lady Margaret Boat Club for the present Term are:

President, E. W. Bowling, M.A.
Treasurer, A. Forbes.

Secretary, E. Carpmael.
1st Captain, H. Watney.
2nd Captain, F. Andrews.
3rd Captain, W. Bonsey.
4th Captain, F. G. Maples.
5th Captain, H. Rowsell.

W. Bonsey and E. Carpmael rowed stroke and bow respectively in one of the two University Trial Eights. The race took place on Wednesday, Dec. 6th. Mr. Bonsey's boat was second by three quarters of a length.

The Lady Margaret Scratch Fours were rowed on Monday, Nov. 27th. In a time race a dead heat was rowed between the following crews:

1 H. T. Norton.

2 A. Low.

3 C. A. Hope.
4 J. M. Collard.

H. Watney, (cox.)

1 J. Toone
2 H. Radcliffe.
3 A. J. Finch.
4 S. Haslam.

R. Bower, (cox.)

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