The Clever Men Of Oxford,

The River... It's My World, And I Don't Want Any Other. What It Hasn't Got Is Not Worth Having, And What It Doesn't Know Is Not Worth Knowing. Lord! The Times We've Had Together!

You Are Brave! For My Sake, Do Not Be Rash!

The Wild Wood Is Pretty Well Populated By Now; With All The Usual Lot, Good, Bad, And Indifferent--i Name No Names. It Takes All Sorts To Make A World.

After All, The Best Part Of A Holiday Is Perhaps Not So Much To Be Resting Yourself, As To See All The Other Fellows Busy Working.

Banquets Are Always Pleasant Things, Consisting Mostly, As They Do, Of Eating And Drinking; But The Specially Nice Thing About A Banquet Is, That It Comes When Something's Over, And There's Nothing More To Worry About, And To-morrow Seems A Long Way Off.