midnight
and it is always glorious to be a wrangler . Out of that thirty there is probably but one who has not failed , who is not called on to submit to the inward grief of having been beaten . The youth who is second , who has thus shown himself to be possessed of a mass of erudition sufficient to crush an ordinary mind to the earth , is ready to eat his heart with true bitterness of spirit . After all his labour , his midnight oil , his many sleepless nights , his deserted pleasures , his racking headaches , Amaryllis abandoned , and Neæra seen in the arms of another -- ! After all this , to be beaten by Jones ! Had it been Green or Smith he could have borne it . Would it not have been better to do as others had done ?