Cassi, oh Cassi, wherefore art thou, Cassi?
Thy Hamlet notes, alas, do not suffice
To earn thee passage o’er this learning’s ice.
Though Hamlet’s tests, with cunning, might thee save—
Pray, come and take them ere the morn doth wave!
If thou wilt grace the dawn with visage fair,
And meet me in the office—ere the air
Is yet adorned with early morning’s breath—
I vow to rouse me from the arms of Death!
This covenant I pledge, both true and just:
Thou tak’st thy tests at seven, as I must
Rise from my bed and meet thee in this fray—
Together shall we conquer break of day.
Clr 2012