It contains numerous Latin and Macaronic verses, a long parody of Walt Whitman, one of Gilbert, and two of Longfellow, which I venture to quote. The first is incomplete:-- "I stood in the quad at midnight, As the bells were tolling the hour; And the moon shone o'er the city, Behind the Tron Kirk tower." "Among the black stone gables The ghostly shadows lay; And the moonbeams from the rising moon, Falling, made them creep away." "With weary brain and mind opprest, I stood in the quad and pondered--" Here it breaks off abruptly; the other is a very fair parody of the _Song of Hiawatha_, although, of course, some of the allusions are only of local interest. The poem is entitled-- PIAMATER. _By Alfred Longcove._ Should you ask of what I'm writing, With the scented smoke of segars Curling around my weary head, With the odours of the class-rooms, And its wild reverberations Of the many interruptions Of its bands of many students, Rankling in my ears and nostrils? Why my head I scratch so often? Why I ask my muse to aid me With her bright poetic fire? Why I burn the gas at midnight? Why I have so many books-- Poetry books on prosy subjects, Books of songs by Burns and Moore, Ponderous books for words referring, Webster's Unabridged and Walker's Poet's Rhyming Dictionary-- Strewed around me on the table? I should answer, I should tell you, "'Tis because I am composing A natal song to Alma Mater."