1816
                      LINES RHYMED IN A LETTER FROM OXFORD
                                 by John Keats

                        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.

                        THE END
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