And oh! if Equity, as well
As Nisi Prius, would not sell
Reason’s
perfection ever
To wrangling suitors sans horse-shoe,
Lawyers would soon have nought to do,
Their subtle efforts ceasing too,
Reason from right
to sever.
While Meux the symbol wears, tant mieux,
Repelling sinful aid to brew
His liquid strains
XX;
Still, I advise, strong drinks beware,
No horse-shoe thwarts the devil there,
Or demon-mischief
checks.
And let me rede you, Mr. Barry,
Not all your arms of John, Dick, Harry,
Plantagenet, or
Tudor;
Nor your projections, or your niches,
Affluent of crowns and sculptile riches,
Will scare the
foul intruder.
He’ll care not for your harp a whistle,
Nor lion, horse, rose, shamrock, thistle,
Horn’d head,
or Honi soit;
Nor puppy-griffs, though doubtless meant
Young senators to represent,
Like Samson, armed
with jaw.
Only consult your sober senses,
And ponder well the consequences,
If in some moment
evil,
The old sinner should take Speaker’s
chair,
Make Black Rod fetch the nobles there,
And with them
play the devil!
Then do not fail, great architect,
Assembled wisdom to protect
From Satan’s
visitation.
With horse-shoe fortify each gate,
Each lion’s paw; and then the State
Is safe from ruination.
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POSTSCRIPT.
The courteous reader’s indulgence will, it is hoped, extend to a waiver of all proofs and vouchers in demonstration of the authenticity of this tale, which is “simply told as it was told to me.” Any one who can show that it is not the true tale, will greatly oblige, if he can and will a tale unfold, that is the true one. If this is not the true story and history of the horse-shoe’s charm against the wicked one, what is? That’s the question.
There’s nothing like candour; and so it is here candidly and ingenuously confessed that the original deed mentioned in the poem, has hitherto eluded the most diligent searches and researches. As yet, it cannot be found, notwithstanding all the patient, zealous, and persevering efforts of learned men, erudite antiquarians, law and equity chiffonniers, who have poked and pored, in, through, over, and among, heaps, bundles, and collections, of old papers, vellums, parchments, deeds, muniments, documents, testaments, instruments, ingrossments, records, writings, indentures, deed polls, escrows, books, bills, rolls, charters, chirographs, and exemplifications, in old English, German text, black letter, red letter, round-hand, court-hand, Norman French, dog Latin, and law gibberish, occupying all sorts of old boxes, old bookcases, old