Murray adds that he thinks, next year, of taking the highest Greek
Class, and English Literature. In the latter, under Mr. Baynes, he
took the first place, which he mentions casually to Mrs. Murray
about a year after date:-


`A sweet life and an idle
He lives from year to year,
Unknowing bit or bridle,
There are no Proctors here.'


In Greek, despite his enthusiastic admiration of the professor, Mr.
Campbell, he did not much enjoy himself:-


`Thrice happy are those
Who ne'er heard of Greek Prose -
Or Greek Poetry either, as far as that goes;
For Liddell and Scott
Shall cumber them not,
Nor Sargent nor Sidgwick shall break their repose.

But I, late at night,
By the very bad light
Of very bad gas, must painfully write
Some stuff that a Greek
With his delicate cheek
Would smile at as `barbarous'--faith, he well might.