Because, forsooth, he ne’er had one to lose.
“E’en as he lived unknown—unknown he dies,
Calm be his rest, from hopeless struggle free,
’Till that dread court, from which no error lies,
Shall final judgment pass on him and thee.”
By the late Mr. Justice Hayes.
From Random Recollections of the Midland Circuit. By Robert Walton. Second Series. Chiswick Press, 1873.
Elegy written in a Ball-room.
The beaux are jogging on the pictured floor