Song of the Chancellor.

"And has not such a Story from of Old,
Down Man's successive generations roll'd;
Of such a clod of saturated Earth
Cast by the Maker into Human mould."

—Omar Khayyam.

"He's extremely pretty, but he's inclined to be Stout." —Iolanthe.

Air—" The Susceptible Chancellor."—From "Iolanthe."

Oh! this is an age of excellence,
And all is good at small expense;
This cap and gown which here you see,
I wore, my friends, to take my degree.
The fur round my collar cost me least,
I collared it off the back of the beast:
A very formidable brute it was.
A Munchumupoletricopheroz.
Bis.—A rather fine achievement for
An antediluvian Chancellor.

The hardship that we've had is great.
To bring our College right up to date;
And here you observe the noble pile,
Which will have to last us quite a while.
But we're waiting on with hope forlorn,
For a man to die who's not yet been born,
Who'll bequeath his teeth, his skins and his hides,
(Which is current coin) and all else besides;
Bis.—Yes, this is what I'm waiting for,
An antediluvian Chancellor.

"Resolved to try
A plan whereby
Young men might best be steadied."

—Mikado.

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The students are a troublesome lot,
Who'll end in jug as like as not;
And when I speak they're not polite.
Hurling great chunks of Dolomite.
They hunt all day and drink all night,
Do all that's wrong and nought that's right,
Sing rowdy songs with all their might.
And in strange noises take delight:
Bis.—Which is exasperating for
An antediluvian Chancellor.

Of profs. to obtain sufficiency,
Especially in Biology,
Is really very hard, and 1
Will now attempt to tell you why.
They go in search of the fossils and
The insects that dwell upon the land,
To bring them all back with evident pride;
But usually they come back inside
Bis.—An insect with a longer jaw,
Than an antediluvian Chancellor.

"A man however well-behaved,
At best is only a monkey, shaved."

—Princess Ida.

The monkeys who live round the place
Evolve humanity apace.
The chimpanzees increase my joys
By turning into naughty boys.
And little girl students all declare,
That these persist in tugging their hair.
And in most cases this 'll be found,
To descend in ringlets to the ground.
Bis.—Oh, hairpins are a puzzle for
An antediluvian Chancellor.

"My mother bids me bind my hair." —Old Song.