Of my whole course of pleading—“proofs of hair,”
Of “love maternal”—“manners most refined”
(With such were the proceedings charged withal),
I told as records of the Claimant’s life;
From year to year, with wrecks and butchering,
Passed “under the broad canopy of heaven.”
I ran it through even from his boyish days
To the very moment that he bade me tell it;
Therein I spoke of most disastrous chances,
Of moving accidents by flood and field,