When a song is sung by a number of them in company, it is the duty of the Foxes to hand round these books. The popular songs live, however, without the books, permanently in the minds of the students. An individual student often sings a song solo. The greater portion of them are only what may be called natural singers; but in a large Chore this is not of much consequence. In most of the German schools a portion, but a very scanty portion of instruction in singing is given, and this mainly with the object of preventing the people from too much disturbing the devotions of the congregations in the churches by their dissonance. By this, however, so much is gained, that every one who has afterwards neglected singing, yet still retains a notion of it. There is besides sure to be found amongst such a throng of students, no inconsiderable number, who possess a really fine voice, and which has, therefore, not been neglected. These are they who in the Kneips often execute a solo, or in the choral-songs undertake the solo part, and others endeavour, by the power and steadiness of their voices, to conceal the defects of those who sing with them. When, as often happens in summer, the company suffer their songs to float in the open air, and when the cups have not gone too diligently their round, it is then a genuine pleasure to listen to them. One of the most beautiful songs, and which is most frequently sung at the German universities, is this, in which the effect of the chorus is often strengthened by the accompaniment of instrumental music:-- COMMERS SONG. From high Olympus comes our pleasures crowning, From thence our dream of youth was sent; Therefore trust brothers, spite of Envy's frowning, Who would our youthful joys prevent. Solemnly sound ye the jubilant song. Revelling brothers with beaker clang. Deep in the sea of youthful pleasure drinking, Joy smiles and beckons from the shore; Till on some evening late the bright sun sinking, Delights us with its beams no more! Solemnly, etc. So long as pleaseth God, thus friends beloved, In gladness shall our life move on; And when, some day, the curtain is removed, We'll join our worthy fathers gone, Solemnly, etc. Drink, brother, drink! thy loved one,--think upon her, She who thy youth's dream blesseth still; A glorious "Ho!" now sound we to her honour, That through her every nerve shall thrill! Solemnly, etc.