Yet I could not choose but hear,
As thus spake on that shabby man,
That briefless Barristere—
And now November came, the Law
Was tyrannous and strong;
The thirtieth day all Plans must stay,
And Sections, right or wrong.
“Thro’ day and dark the sleepy clerk
Must toil and moil with care and cark;
Lithographers, with fingers stark,