Then let him go, and once at college, he
Might choose his station—what would Frederick be?
'Twas soon determined.—He could not descend
To pedant-laws and lectures without end;
And then the chapel—night and morn to pray,
Or mulct and threaten'd if he kept away;
No! not to be a bishop—so he swore,
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And at his college he was seen no more.
His debts all paid, the father with a sigh,