In their martial equipment the limbs of the Law.
With their helmets and rifles, and pouches complete,
(May I quote from the ladies), they "really looked sweet."
The Colonel, the Major, and all their attendants,
Appeared not as counsel, since all were defendants;
And no soldierly spirit could equal the Bar's,
When Themis, its goddess, was mated with Mars.
No more shall they charm us; harsh Fate with her shears
Has severed the thread of the Law's Volunteers.
And, whatever the cause was, 'twas certainly true