His teeth, as if about to effervesce
Like certain people when they lose at whist!
So look’d the chafed Lorenzo, ne’ertheless,
And, in a trice, the paper he had kiss’d
Was crumpled like a snowball in his fist!
Ah! had he been less versed in scientifics,
More ignorant, in short, of what is what:
He ne’er had flared up in such calorifics;
But he would seek societies, and trot
To clubs, Mechanics’ institutes, and got