Lines Rhymed In A Letter From Oxford

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I.
  The Gothic looks solemn,
  The plain Doric column
Supports an old Bishop and Crosier;
  The mouldering arch,
  Shaded o'er by a larch
Stands next door to Wilson the Hosier.

II.
  Vice--that is, by turns,--
  O'er pale faces mourns
The black tassell'd trencher and common hat;
  The Chantry boy sings,
  The Steeple-bell rings,
And as for the Chancellor--dominat.

III.
  There are plenty of trees,
  And plenty of ease,
And plenty of fat deer for Parsons;
  And when it is venison,
  Short is the benison,--
Then each on a leg or thigh fastens.

© John Keats