Sir, quoth the Lawyer, not to flatter ye,
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You have as good and fair a battery
As heart can wish, and need not shame
The proudest man alive to claim.
For if th’ have us’d you as you say;
Marry, quoth I, God give you joy.
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I wou’d it were my case, I’d give
More than I’ll say, or you’ll believe.
I would so trounce her, and her purse;
I’d make her kneel for better or worse;
For matrimony and hanging here
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Both go by destiny so clear,
That you as sure may pick and choose,
As Cross, I win; and, Pile, you lose;
And, if I durst, I would advance
As much in ready maintenance,
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As upon any case I’ve known,
But we that practise dare not own.
The law severely contrabands
Our taking bus’ness off men’s hands;
’Tis common barratry, that bears
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Point-blank an action ’gainst our ears
And crops them till there is not leather
To stick a pin in left of either;
For which some do the Summer-sault,
And o’er the bar, like tumblers, vault,
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But you may swear, at any rate,
Things not in nature, for the State;
For in all courts of justice here
A witness is not said to swear,
But make oath; that is, in plain terms,
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To forge whatever he affirms.
(I thank you, quoth the Knight, for that,
Because ’tis to my purpose pat —
)
For Justice, though she’s painted blind,
Is to the weaker Side inclin’d,
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Like Charity; else right and wrong
Could never hold it out so long,
And, like blind Fortune, with a slight
Convey mens’ interest and right
From
As easily as Hocus Pocus;
Play fast and loose; make men obnoxious,
And clear again, like Hiccius Doctius.
Then whether you wou’d take her life,
Or but recover her for your wife,
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Or be content with what she has,
And let all other matters pass,
The bus’ness to the law’s alone,
The proof is all it looks upon:
And you can want no witnesses
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To swear to any thing you please,
That hardly get their mere expences
By th’ labour of their consciences;
Or letting out to hire their ears
To affidavit customers,
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At inconsiderable values,
To serve for jury-men or tallies,
Although retain’d in th’ hardest matters,
Of trustees and administrators.
For that, quoth he, let me alone;
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W’ have store of such, and all our own;
Bred up and tutor’d by our teachers,