The Freshman's Soliloquy Poem by Ozora Stearns Davis

The Freshman's Soliloquy



I wonder who that man can be
Now coming near! He seems to me
Like one who holds within his hand
The sun, the moon, the planets, and
Maintains this little world of ours
Obedient to his sovereign powers.
What stately mien and look has he,
Compared with men of less degree!
That must be 'Prex,' or some great Prof.-
I think I'll take my hat quite off.

A Voice.

Oh, no, young sir,
You greatly err!
It is the college carpenter.

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