Chorus.

"Nothing man unsettles
Like a bed of stinging nettles,
When he jumps."

—Princess Ida.

Air—"The World went very well then."

Now in the time of the afterglow,
When science creeps a trifle slow,
And we think how little we really know,
And how well the world went then;
We sigh for the games we had in trees,
When jumps were the tests for pass degrees,
And students who "couldn't" just "did a freeze,"
For Profs. turned somersaults then.

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For Profs, were chosen for movement free,
They were always right at the top of the tree,
And lectures were short as short could be,
Yet the world went very well then;
They did without gowns and trenchers too,
Even hoods I regret to say were few,
But they taught the theories "bough-wow" and "pooh"
Even Hugh turned somersaults then.

The classics then were wondrous things,
They were Greecy twists on Roman rings,
And the Prof, knew all the rarest swings—
For John was an acrobat then;
But now that age we regret to state,
Only serves as foil for a "stony" fate,
And keeps our museum shelves up-to-date,
Though the world went very well then.