The Eighth Sin/Trinoctio Abesse
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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.
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!
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!
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!