The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser. (Upper Marlborough, Md.) 1882-1925, 1895-08-09

All the worlds court.
Where some lawyers and the rest are lawed
An life's an action to which all are parties;
They get discharged and enter their appearance;
Their acts being seven ages.
First then the infant,
The Joseph Junior OF the lecture room
For whose untutored eye is drawn aside
The cumbrouS drapery of words abscure,
To show the naked beauty OF the truth;
Who constant cons the hornbook of the law,
Smiths Leading Cases, wherein he is taught
By the Sir Carpenters to nail the facts
And build with rule and knowledge high
Of treSpasS db initio; to learn
From Scott f Shepard the important art
OF throwing squbs to scOrch his legal brethren
And blind them in the presence of their trade;
And lastly pick from out the poor sweeps case
Its germ of truth long hidden in the dust.
Next, Simon Senior, with his hasty step,
And mind well stt fled with legal provender
OF rules and usages and State reports;
Who deems his thesis an explosive boom
That, when he's fired 1t Oft, will surely shatter
The many frowned errors of the law,
A nOstrum for the cancer spots that gnaw
The breast of Justice meath her mantle's fold;
Who dreams in him the soul of Webster dwes,
Though yet ngorious and to fame unknown;
Who pines impatient for the day to come
When he may like eagle spread his wings
And mount to glory in the legal skies,
And from his sheep kin get golden fleece.
Whose moot court case is a mOmentOus thing,
Fraught W th grave issues and the bays of fame;
There with disputatous flood of words
He boards the Judge points OF evidence,
And sWeeps with tongue persuasive all before him
Unconscious that he uses borrowed Brougham
Next, LeciS Larger, newly dubbed B. L.,
Who sIghs like furnace that is full of Coke
Who woOs his coy, capricious mistress, Law.
That lightly holds him, playing fast and loose
With his devotion and his awkward suit;
Who idly drums upon the window pane,
While clients that were looked for never come
Then next Charles Counsellor, adorned with scars
Won lawfully in midst OF wordy wars:
The willy soldier of the legal field;
Followed by witnesses that swear strange oaths:
Jealous OF others, ready and quick in quarrel,
) king to win a Judgment even against
The cannon's mouth; calling his rival br"tter,
But oftener co.fniHg him.
Next, Jossph Justice.
Raised to the pleasant woolsack's high degree,
In awe inspiring wig and sable gown,
With solemn verdict and an eye severe;
With fair round belly and his purse well lined.
Sirh age; the Judge retire /; at his club
Taking his comfort in his easy chair;
Mellow 9TH many years and good old port;
Much given to speech and seasoned anecdote
And wit and repartee of bench and bar,
And graphic scenes Of legal days gone BY;
On whom prosperity and honor smile;
While time and he together play the rubber
of lites long game OF many tricks and suits
Last scene of all, old age, and that grim goal
Where Death, the sheriff, waits to serve the writ
OF summons to that higher record court
Where all our deeds filed and titles seal ched
By the impartial eye of the great Judge
For him who's kept the sword of Justice clean
And helped to make the bulwarks of the law
Fit for the sentinel tread of peace, for him
No more oblivion" waits but being dead,
Yet will his voice in after ages speak
In code and valued volume of the law
And monuments of honor to the mind