THE JUDGE.
“I have worked my way onward, year out and year in,
Among characters blackened and blistered with sin;
Amongst men I’d have quaked to have met in a lane,
As I would the arch demon, relieved of his chain;
But I’m frank to confess, and I’d state it as free
On a Bible as large as a bed, if need be,
In my thirty years’ practice, on Bench or at Bar,
A thief more consummate and bold than you are