TRINOCTIO ABESSE.
Three nights in town! Ah Lady Bess,
Dean, Tutor. Warden—all say yes—
We'll dine to-night in Leicester Square;
Just think—to-night!—and I'll be there
By six—the Paddington Express.
And you will say (O, I can guess
Just how) Dear Mr. Cleverness,
From all your studies, think, to spare
Three nights in town!
The theatre? I like that less
Than fireside talk, I must confess,
For there are questions . . . you will wear
A scarlet ribbon in your hair?
O think, from Oxford's grim duress
Three nights in town!