The Pamphlet Collection of Sir Robert Stout: Volume 9
Scene. 2.—Inside a Cavern. Fairies in a circle. Prof, and Prin. in the midst
Scene. 2.—Inside a Cavern. Fairies in a circle. Prof, and Prin. in the midst.
Fairy Queen. Where found you this maiden? Spirit. Reciting Greek, on a mountain peak, as no true maid should be. Fairy Queen. And where this venerable clown? Spirit. With a fire at his back, employed in a crack with a crazed auld wife, was he. Fairy Queen. Why are they here arraigned? Spirit.
In the depth of past ages there budded a flower;
'Twas sown by a bishop in a frolicsome hour;
When high in the rainbow we writ a decree
That the bishop's wild offspring immortal should be.
In a holier moment a college he plants,
Which was blessed by the Pope, and enriched by his grants;
And the flower to the students bequeathed all her dower,
And a bell as a keepsake, to ring in the tower.
Now these here (for reasons I don't care to state),
Would blot out the mem'ry of sweet, loving Kate.
It is enough. I see a fairy sprite
Come from a distant clime. Speak!
Far from his native land, wrecked on a distant strand, A—Id's in his grave.
And for a broken heart, Pity's warm tear will start, when we engrave—
If Profs. were men or A —ld not Prof.,
He had sot then been thus cut off.