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A lay sung in the Temple of Minerva Girtanensis	A
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NOTE On Thursday February th three Graces were submitted to the Senate of the University of Cambridge confirming the Report of The Syndicate appointed June rd to consider four memorials relating to the Higher Education of Women The first two Graces were passed by majorities of and against and respectively the third was unopposed The allusions in the following lay will probably be understood only by those who reside in Cambridge but it may be stated that Professor Kennedy Professor Fawcett and Sir C Dilke gave their votes and influence in favour of The Graces while Dr Guillemard Mr Wace Mr Potts Professor Lumby Dr Perowne Mr Horne and Mr Hamblin Smith voted against The Graces	A
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Aemilia Girtonensis	A
By the Nine Muses swore	B
That the great house of Girton	C
Should suffer wrong no more	B
By the Muses Nine she swore it	D
And named a voting day	E
And bade her learned ladies write	F
And summon to the impending fight	F
Their masters grave and gay	E
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East and West and South and North	G
The learned ladies wrote	H
And town and gown and country	I
Have read the martial note	H
Shame on the Cambridge Senator	J
Who dares to lag behind	K
When light blue ladies call him	L
To join the march of mind	K
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III	-
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But by the yellow Camus	A
Was tumult and affright	K
Straightway to Pater Varius	A
The Trojans take their flight	K
'O Varius Father Varius	A
'To whom the Trojans pray	E
'The ladies are upon us	A
'We look to thee this day '	-
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IV	M
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There be thirty chosen Fellows	A
The wisest of the land	K
Who hard by Pater Varius	A
To bar all progress stand	K
Evening and morn the Thirty	K
On the Three Graces sit	K
Traced from the left by fingers deft	K
In the great Press of Pitt	K
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V	K
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And with one voice the Thirty	K
Have uttered their decree	K
'Go forth go forth great Varius	A
'Oppose the Graces Three	K
'The enemy already	K
'Are quartered in the town	N
'And if they once the Tripos gain	O
'What hope to save the gown '	-
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VI	M
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'To Hiz the town of Offa	M
'Their classes first they led	K
'Then onward to Girtonia	O
'And Nunamantium sped	K
'And now a mighty army	K
'Of young and beardless girls	A
'Beneath our very citadel	P
'A banner proud unfurls '	-
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VII	M
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Then out spake Father Varius	A
No craven heart was his	A
'To Pollmen and to Wranglers	A
'Death comes but once I wis	A
'And how can man live better	J
'Or die with more renown	O
'Than fighting against Progress	A
'For the rights of cap and gown '	-
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VIII	M
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'I with two more to help me	K
'Will face yon Graces Three	K
'Will guard the Holy Tripod	K
'And the M A Degree	K
'We know that by obstruction	O
'Three may a thousand foil	Q
'Now who will stand on either hand	K
'To guard our Trojan soil '	-
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IX	A
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Then Parvue Mariensis	A
Of Bearded Jove the Priest	K
Spake out 'of Trojan warriors	A
'I am perhaps the least	K
'Yet will I stand at thy right hand '	-
Cried Pottius 'I likewise	A
'At thy left side will stem the tide	K
'Of myriad flashing eyes	A
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X	A
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Meanwhile the Ladies' Army	K
Right glorious to behold	K
Came clad in silks and satins bright	K
With seal skins and with furs bedight	K
And gems and rings of gold	K
Four hundred warriors shouted	K
'Placet' with fiendish glee	K
As that fair host with fairy feet	K
And smiles unutterably sweet	K
Came tripping each towards her seat	K
Where stood the dauntless Three	K
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XI	K
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The Three stood calm and silent	K
And frowned upon their foes	A
As a great shout of laughter	J
From the four hundred rose	A
And forth three chiefs came spurring	R
Before their ladies gay	E
They faced the Three they scowled and scoffed	K
Their gowns they donned their caps they doffed	K
Then sped them to the fray	E
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XII	A
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Generalis Post Magister	E
Lord of the Letter bags	A
And Dilkius Radicalis	A
Who ne'er in combat lags	A
And Graecus Professorius	A
Beloved of fair Sabrine	O
From the grey Elms beneath whose shade	K
A hospitable banquet laid	K
Had heroes e'en of cowards made	K
Brought 'placets' thirty nine	O
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XIII	A
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Stout Varius hurled 'non placet'	K
At Post Magister's head	K
At the mere glance of Pottius	A
Fierce Radicalis fled	K
And Parvus Mariensis	A
So they who heard him tell	P
Uttered but one false quantity	K
And Professorius fell	P
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XIV	M
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But fiercer still and fiercer	E
Fresh foemen sought the fray	E
And fainter still and fainter	E
Stout Varius stood at bay	E
'O that this too too solid	K
Flesh would dissolve ' he sighed	K
Yet still he stood undaunted	K
And still the foe defied	K
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XV	M
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Then Pollia Nunamensis	A
A student sweetly fair	E
Famed for her smiles and dimples	A
Blue eyes and golden hair	E
Of Cupid's arrows seized a pair	E
One in each eye she took	S
Cupid's best bow with all her might	K
She pulled each arrow winged its flight	K
And straightway reason sense and sight	K
Stout Varius forsook	S
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XVI	M
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'He falls' the Placets thundered	K
And filled the yawning gap	T
In vain his trusty comrades	A
Avenge their chief's mishap	T
His last great fight is done	O
'They charge Brave Pottius prostrate lies	A
No Rider helps him to arise	A
They charge Fierce Mariensis dies	A
The Bridge the Bridge is won	O
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XVII	M
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In vain did Bencornutus	A
Flash lightnings from his beard	K
In vain Fabrorum Maximus	A
His massive form upreared	K
And Lumbius Revisorius	A
Diviner potent he	K
And Peronatus robed in state	K
And fine old Fossilis sedate	K
All vainly stemmed the tide of fate	K
Triumphed the Graces Three	K
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XVIII	M
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But when in future ages	A
Women have won their rights	A
And sweet girl undergraduates	A
Read through the lamp lit nights	A
When some now unborn Pollia	P
Her head with science crams	A
When the girls make Greek Iambics	A
And the boys black currant jams	A
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XIX	A
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When the goodman's shuttle merrily	P
Goes flashing through the loom	U
And the good wife reads her Plato	K
In her own sequestered room	U
With weeping and with laughter	E
Still shall the tale be told	K
How pretty Pollia won the Bridge	V
In the brave days of old	K
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The ancient name of Hitchin	O