Hissed—not a pothouse outpour in full fight,
Not clamorous larrikins, or rowdy roughs
By prize-ring or on race-course fired with drink,
But England's Commons settling—with their fists
A Constitutional Contest! Shame, O shame!
And much I fear my Art must somewhat share the blame!
[Left lamenting.
FASHIONABLE INTELLIGENCE.
"Mrs. Tanqueray has left town."