With Shakespeare collar and fur, a sunflower, and such kind,
He called her too utterly too, and posed in a limpish style,
And droned in a minorly key, of love, like a fretwork file.
Me Lud, and O gentlemen, gents, the co-respond' may smile,
Your sympathy thus to win, by means of trover of guile,
But no! you will give him a check, whereby you will take your place,
As the most remarkable twelve, of the most remarkable case!"
'Twas thus, with vigour, and vim, and verve, and casuist glee,
The raftered roof re-echoed, the shouts of Writ MacFee,