That teach how Barristers may wed and die.
But who, to dull law precedents a prey,
The pleasing cares of science e’er resign’d,
Left the warm novel or the well-wrought play,
Nor cast one longing, ling’ring look behind.
On summer’s pleasure the fagg’d clerk relies,
Some rural ease the pleader’s health requires;
E’en from the bench the Chief for leisure sighs,
E’en on Welch mountains seeks his wonted fires.
Henry, for thee, who now to science dead,