text:  Thy parchment ban comes forth; and lo! Men heed it not thou fool! Nay from the learned city's gate In solemn show in pomp of state The watchmen of the truth come forth The burghers old of sterling worth And students of the school: And he who should have felt thy ban Walks like a prophet in the van; He hath a calm indignant look Beneath his arm he bears a book And in his hand the Bull