“There were two good fellows I used to know.--How distant it all appears!We played together in football weather,And messed together for years:Now one of them's wed, and the other's deadSo long that he's hardly missedSave by us, who messed with him years ago:But we're all in the old School List.”James Kenneth Stephen The Old School List.
“I do not want to see that girl again:I did not like her: and I should not mindIf she were done away with, killed, or ploughed.She did not seem to serve a useful end :And certainly she was not beautiful.”James Kenneth Stephen In the Backs.
“Will there never come a seasonWhich shall rid us from the curse?Of a prose which knows no reasonAnd an unmelodious verse:When the world shall cease to wonderAt the genius of an Ass,And a boy's eccentric blunderShall not bring success to pass:When mankind shall be deliveredFrom the clash of magazines,And the inkstand shall be shiveredInto countless smithereens:When there stands a muzzled stripling,Mute, beside a muzzled bore:When the Rudyards cease from KiplingAnd the Haggards Ride no more.”James Kenneth Stephen To R. K.