1. I have covered some ground: Chesterton, Histon, Waterbeach, and Oakington have each been explored, and have each proved disappointing.

2.  I might have simply sat and snored --
    I rose politely in the club
    And said: "I feel a little bored;
    Will someone take me to a pub?"

3.  Deign on the passing world to turn thine eyes,
    And pause awhile from letters to be wise;
    There mark what ills the scholar's life assail,
    Toil, envy, want, the patron, and the jail.

4. The competition was so keen that at last mere money payments were not enough. Any College, that wished to secure some especially clever young man, had to waylay him at the station, and hunt him through the streets. The first who touched him was allowed to have him.

5. Mrs Thatcher, a poor old woman who had been too busy all her life to have had time to develop an intelligence, was obstinately mystified.

6.  I stood and stared; he saw me and stared back;
    Then with his hands wrenched open his own breast,
    Crying: "see how I rend myself! what rack
    Mangles Mahomet! Weeping without rest
    Ali before me goes, his whole face slit
    By one great stroke upward from chin to crest."

7. I have several titles which for the moment escape me. Baron Llffthwchl am I, and ... and ... but you can find them for yourself in Debrett. In me you behold a Prince of the Holy Roman Empire, and a Knight of the Most Noble Order of the Garter. Look well at me! I am Hereditary Comber of the Queen's Lap-Dogs.

8. I asked my dear friend, Orator Prigg,
   'What's the first part of oratory?' He said 'A great wig.'
   'And what is the second?' Then dancing a jig
   And bowing profoundly he said, 'A great wig.'
   'And what is the third?' Then he snored like a pig,
   And puffing his cheeks he replied 'A great wig.'

9. It was now about half past ten at night and the trains were getting fewer and fewer and the empty station seemed emptier and darker so that he almost welcomed the oncoming rumble of those cruel trains which still rushed past. They were at any rate kinder than the dreadful silence in the station when they had gone away and he could imagine huge hairy spiders or reptiles in the dark passages by which he had so vainly tried to make his escape...

10.  ... And then we stroll'd
  For half the day thro' stately theatres
  Bench'd crescent-wise. In each we sat, we heard
  The grave Professor ...

  Till like three horses that have broken fence
  And glutted all night long breast-deep in corn,
  We issued gorged with knowledge...