The Eighth Sin/Trinoctio Abesse
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 thereBy 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 lessThan 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!