The Dean Of Faculty

saucy.

so their worships of the faculty,

quite sierit's rudeness,

chose one who should owe it all, d'ye see,

to their gratis grad goodness.

as on pisgah purg'd was the sight

of a son of circumcision,

so may be, on this pisgah height,

bob's purblial vision—

nay, bobby's mouth may be opened yet,

till for eloquence you hail him,

and swear that he has the angel met

that met the ass of balaam.

in your heretis may you live and die,

ye heretic eight-and-tairty!

but accept, ye sublime majority,

my gratulatioy.

with your honours, as with a certain king,

in your servants this is striking,

the more incapacity they bring,

the more they're to your liking.