When sleek attorneys, whose seductive tongues,
Smooth with the unction of a golden fee,
“Breathe forth huge falsehoods from capacious lungs,”
(The words are Juvenal’s,) ’tis plain to see
A lawyer’s genius isn’t all his own:
The specious rogue has kissed the Blarney Stone!
VI.
When the false pastor from his fainting flock
Withholds the Bread of Life,—the Gospel news,—
To give them dainty words, lest he should shock