Accompanied by Cousin Lu,
So, though my "piece at sight" was done,
I thought I'd cut my Latin 2.
And when the bell its warning peal
Rang out upon the noontide air,
I hastened through the crowded Yard,
And stood by the Professor's chair.
"This morning, I'm obliged to cut;
I'm very sorry, sir, indeed."
I gave him then my written work,
And watched him spread it out and read.
A chuckle rises to his lips,
A merry twinkle's in his eye,
And each line in his kindly face
Is bubbling o'er with jollity.