The Spike or Victoria University College Review
On Attending an E—Lecture
On Attending an E—Lecture
Genial his face, his figure rather stout,
Erect he stands, and mouths his phrases out.
His words come forth, not in a mass, pell-mell,
But like the accents of a slow-tolled bell,
From which reluctant music, note by note,
Wells slowly forth from out the brazen throat.
Or, when I close my weary eyes awhile,
My brain is lulled, as though o'er many a mile,
From lowing kine, the "moos" sonorous swell.
Shiv'ring the air in thicket, copse and dell.
Then, as I to the drowsy tones succumb,
All through my dreams I hear the deep-toned hum
Of hov'ring insects—then their voices crack;
I wake and open wide my eyes on—Mac!
Schnorret.