The Bab Ballads, with Which Are Included Songs of a SavoyardGilbert, W. S. (William Schwenck)
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The Bab Ballads, with Which Are Included Songs of a Savoyard
Gilbert, W. S. (William Schwenck)
English wit and humor; Humorous poetry, English; Songs, English -- Texts
"When in your hip there lurks disease"
(So dreamt this lively dreamer),
"Or devastating _caries_
In _humerus_ or _femur_,
If you can pay a handsome fee,
Oh, then you may remember me,
With joy elate I'll amputate
Your _humerus_ or _femur_."
The disconcerted actor ceased
The haughty leech to pester,
But when the wound in size increased,
And then began to fester,
He sought a learned Counsel's lair,
And told that Counsel, then and there,
How COBB'S neglect of his defect
Had made his finger fester.
"Oh, bring my action, if you please,
The case I pray you urge on,
And win me thumping damages
From COBB, that haughty surgeon.
He culpably neglected me
Although I proffered him his fee,
So pray come down, in wig and gown,
On COBB that haughty surgeon!"
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That Counsel, learned in the laws,
With passion almost trembled,
He just had gained a mighty cause
Before the Peers assembled!
Said he, "How dare you have the face
To come with Common Jury case
To one who wings rhetoric flings
Before the Peers assembled?"
Dispirited became our friend--
Depressed his moral pecker--
"But stay! a thought! I'll gain my end,
And save my poor exchequer.
I won't be placed upon the shelf,
I'll take it into Court myself,
And legal lore display before
The Court of the Exchequer."
He found a Baron--one of those
Who with our laws supply us--
In wig and silken gown and hose,
As if at _Nisi Prius_.
But he'd just given, off the reel,
A famous judgment on Appeal:
It scarce became his heightened fame
To sit at _Nisi Prius_.
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Our friend began, with easy wit,
That half concealed his terror:
"Pooh!" said the Judge, "I only sit
In _Banco_ or in Error.
Can you suppose, my man, that I'd
O'er _Nisi Prius_ Courts preside,
Or condescend my time to spend
On anything but Error?"
"Too bad," said GIBBS, "my case to shirk!
You must be bad innately,
To save your skill for mighty work
Because it's valued greatly!"
But here he woke, with sudden start.
* * * * *
He wrote to say he'd play the part.
I've but to tell he played it well--
The author's words--his native wit
Combined, achieved a perfect "hit"--
The papers praised him greatly.
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WILLOW WALY!
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