14 NOVEMBER 1952, page 11

Chrysanthemums: In Early Winter

The tall chrysanthemums Are drooping now, and now The dark is like a toy Eyes have not tired of yet : And must we now forget The summer's thirsty joy And in late autumn how Eyes......

Invocation Of Winter

Now heavy hangs this month of autumn, dropping Out of untrammelled fingers her late sheaves. The gilded mask is fallen to the ground. Come, hooded lapidary, bring your steel......

Undergraduate Page

Ex-Editorial By PETERUNWIN . (Christ Church, Oxford) T HIS week-end I am face to face with the fact that I am a has-been. To edit Oxford Tory for a term brings two months of......