And six-and-eightpence was his fee.
To widows and to orphans, too,
Young Mr. Webbe was very nice,
And turned none from his door away
Who came to seek for his advice:
To these, I humbly beg to state—
The sad and the disconsolate—
His fee was merely six-and-eight.
He'd heave a sympathetic sigh,
And squeeze each bankrupt client's hand