<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=344232" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ballade Of The Summer Term</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When Lent and Responsions are ended,<br>When May with fritillaries waits,<br>When the flower of the chestnut is splendid,<br>When drags are at all of the gates<br>(Those drags the philosopher 'slates'<br>With a scorn that is truly sublime), <br>Life wins from the grasp of the Fates<br>Sweet hours and the fleetest of time!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When wickets are bowl'd and defended,<br>When Isis is glad with 'the Eights,'<br>When music and sunset are blended,<br>When Youth and the summer are mates,<br>When Freshmen are heedless of 'Greats,'<br>And when note-books are cover'd with rhyme,<br>Ah, these are the hours that one rates -<br>Sweet hours and the fleetest of time!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the brow of the Dean is unbended<br>At luncheons and mild tete-a-tetes,<br>When the Tutor's in love, nor offended<br>By blunders in tenses or dates;<br>When bouquets are purchased of Bates,<br>When the bells in their melody chime,<br>When unheeded the Lecturer prates -<br>Sweet hours and the fleetest of time!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">ENVOY.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Reformers of Schools and of States,<br>Is mirth so tremendous a crime?<br>Ah! spare what grim pedantry hates -<br>Sweet hours and the fleetest of time!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Andrew+Lang">Andrew Lang</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=344232" data-title="Ballade Of The Summer Term de Andrew Lang" data-description="When Lent and Responsions are ended, When May with fritillaries waits, When the flower of the chestnut is splendid, When drags are at all of the gates (Those drags the philosopher 'slates' With a scorn that is truly sublime), Life wins from the g..."></div> </div> </div>

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