But God forbid that a thief should die
Without his share of the laws!
So I nimbly whipt my tackle out,
And soon tied up his claws,—
I was judge, myself, and jury, and all,
And solemnly tried the cause.
XXVI.
But the beggar man would not plead, but cried
Like a babe without its corals,
For he knew how hard it is apt to go