[Illustration:
Judge of A-Size.
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Judge Blackstone was a learned judge,
As wise as ever sat,
He wore his head within his wig,
His wig within his hat.
Judge Blackstone made a learned book
On subjects, and on kings,
And many reasons sage he gave
For many foolish things.
And many a wily way he found
For lawyers to get fat in,
And common sense, and English sound,
He smothered in dog-latin.
And simple ways made strange to see,
As clients, to their loss tell;
And many things that law may be,
Altho' they be not Gos-pel.
But since (see Job) we are but worms,
Our destiny we fill,
No doubt, in being gobbled up
By some long lawyer's bill.