He said; and though like famish'd wolves they raged,

Or tigers disappointed of their prey,

His person Lawless quickly disengaged,

And left them to the mercy of Jaunay,
Who forced reluctant Fang a bill to pay,
Whose length and total fili'd him with affright.
Swearing, he left the house; and, ripe for fray,
His spleen soon vented in a drunken fight,

That lodged him in the watch-house for the night.

SKETCHES

FROM

ST. GEORGE'S FIELDS.

PART V.