I.

"For they are jolly good fellows."

We students have a body of professors gay and glad;
From lengthy James to little Tom, they never make us sad.
And we sit and listen nightly (Oh ! patient undergrad!)
To the Profs, of Victoria College.
Hear Easter talk of H2O and Wilson prate of trade,
While John descants on Scipio or the puns that Horace made,
Or on Hannibal at Trasimene or Rankin at Port Said.
At Victoria College.

Chorus :
Shout for our Profs., they are all splendid men,
Better advisers never wielded pen.
Deep-thinking, learned, and kind-hearted men

Vivant Professores.

II.

Chorus :
Hear Mac. on education unsectarian and free,
Or on competitions that will be a boon to such as we,
Or on Anglo-Saxon grammar—very "expedeeshusly"
Not all at Victoria College.
Read Kirk upon Eugenics, he'll convert you to it straight.
We've no Prof. of Calisthenics, but of course it's not too late.
For if a Prof. for cooking, why not one to teach you skate
At Victoria College.

III.

Now Davy talks of x and y and number values true,
And he'll prove to you conclusively that one and one make two.
If you do not know his notes your terms' exam, you'll not get through
At Victoria College.

Chorus :
While Von will spout most learnedly of French and German plays,
Or of little recollections of his own young student days.
You forget your own vexations as upon his smile you gaze
At Victoria College.

IV.

Chorus :
Attend to Scotchy Adamson—be sure you take his notes—
As his gentle whisper through the air seraphically floats;
You buckle down to Roman Law and button up your coats
At Victoria College.
And Jimmy Garrow circulates his lectures by the score,
And he questions you around the class, but always "asks for more"
While his State-school methods make you bless the day you took up law
At Victoria College.

V.

Chorus :
Prof. Lady next who talks to you of various machines—
Of Leyden jars, electroscopes—you see them in your dreams.
The Debating Club's enamoured of his intellectual schemes
For Victoria College.
Then last, not least, our little Tom, of Cricket Club renown,
Once the Chairman of the Prof. Board, and the gamest "half' in town,
At his logic and phychology your brain goes up and down
At Victoria College.