The pangs of declined credit, the lawyer’s threats,
The insolence of agents, and the frequent calls
Impatient tradesmen make to get their money
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare petition? Who would fardels bear
To groan and sweat under this weary strife,
But that the dread of something after failure,—
The discontented lawyer from whose clutch
No debtor ’ere escapes,—puzzles the will;
And makes us rather hear the bills we have