The Palace Court had marked him for its own.
Large was his practice, as his age could reach,
And large his recompense, as well could be;
He gave to juries all he had—a speech,
He gained from clients all he wished—a fee.
No longer seek his merits to disclose,
Or draw his blunders from this prison dark;
Where cheek by jowl, they lovingly repose,
The bosoms of the Attorney and his clerk.
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