_The Pirates of Penzance_; or, The Slave of Duty. An original Melo-Dramatic opera. Opera Comique Theatre. 1880. _Patience_; or, Bunthorne’s Bride. An Æsthetic opera. Opera Comique Theatre. April 23, 1881. _Iolanthe_; or, The Peer and the Peri. An entirely original Fairy opera. Savoy Theatre, November 25, 1882. _Princess Ida_; or, Castle Adamant. Savoy Theatre January 5, 1884. _The Mikado_; or, The Town of Titipu. An entirely original Japanese opera. Savoy Theatre. March 14, 1885. _Ruddygore_; or, The Witch’s Curse. An entirely original Supernatural opera. (The leading word in the title was afterwards altered to _Ruddigore_.) Savoy Theatre. January 22, 1887. ――――:o:―――― TRIAL BY JURY. THE JUDGE’S SONG. When I, good friends, was called to the Bar, I’d an appetite fresh and hearty, But I was, as many young barristers are, An impecunious party. I’d a swallow-tail coat of a beautiful blue―― A brief which I bought of a booby―― A couple of shirts and a collar or two, And a ring that looked like a ruby! _Chorus._――A couple of shirts, &c. In Westminster Hall I danced a dance, Like a semi-despondent fury; For I thought I never should hit on a chance, Of addressing a British jury―― But I soon got tired of third class journeys, And dinners of bread and water; So I fell in love with a rich attorney’s Elderly, ugly daughter. _Chorus._――So he fell in love, &c. The rich attorney he jumped with joy, And replied to my fond professions: “You shall reap the reward of your pluck, my boy “At the Bailey and Middlesex Sessions. “You’ll soon get used to her looks,” said he, “And a very nice girl you’ll find her! “She may very well pass for forty-three “In the dusk, with a light behind her!” _Chorus._――She may very well, &c. The rich attorney was good as his word; The briefs came trooping gaily, And every day my voice was heard At the Sessions or Ancient Bailey. All thieves who could my fees afford Relied on my orations, And many a burglar I’ve restored, To his friends and his relations. _Chorus._――And many a burglar, &c. At length I became as rich as the Gurneys―― An incubus then I thought her, So I threw over that rich attorney’s Elderly, ugly daughter. The rich attorney my character high, Tried vainly to disparage―― And now, if you please, I’m ready to try This Breach of Promise of Marriage! _Chorus._――And now, if you please, &c. W. S. GILBERT.