Oh for a holocaust of heretics With Jowett in one common van to mix, For leave to burn, hang, quarter, disembowel, Maurice and Williams, Temple, Wilson, Powell! To teach admiring minds those Acts who follow That Oxford toleration's wide of swallow, As wide as from Geneva to Maynooth, But one thing it won't tolerate--the truth! [Footnote 8: This probably refers to his work on the Epistles of St. Paul (1855).] [Sidenote: _Jowett and Colenso_] _Punch_ returned to the charge just a year later, at the time of the vote in Convocation on the question of Jowett's salary:-- IN RE JOWETT Heresy's seed is rank! Shall Jowett sow it? Tell me not, sciolists, Greek's not theology: As if there's not a heterodox philology That can be wrapped up cunningly in articles, Impregnate accents, propositions, particles, Poisoning texts as strychnine poisons wheat. The silly crows, no doubt, scoff at alarming; "What's toxicology to do with farming?" And peck, and peck and drop dead as they eat. E'en so Greek roots poisoned may be by Jowett, And who's to know it. When the proposed statute to give Jowett a decent remuneration for his services was rejected, _Punch_ suggested that the Crown might make suitable amends for their persecution of the Regius Professor by making him a Bishop (March 26, 1864). The question of the salary was satisfactorily settled in 1865. The suggestion of the Bishopric was well meant rather than wise: a far more suitable sphere of activity and influence awaited him as Master of Balliol (1879-1893).