Page:The Works of Lord Byron (ed. Coleridge, Prothero) - Volume 1.djvu/448

406 Prayers are too tedious, Lectures too abstruse,

He flies from Tavell's frown to "Fordham's Mews;"

(Unlucky Tavell! doomed to daily cares

By pugilistic pupils, and by bears,)

Fines, Tutors, tasks, Conventions threat in vain,

Before hounds, himters, and Newmarket Plain.

Rough with his elders, with his equals rash,

Civil to sharpers, prodigal of cash;

Constant to nought—save hazard and a whore,