This England is gone staring mad, She hath abolished Chancery,[J] See the long lines of suitors, sad To find themselves unwontedly After one day of trial free....
A case at chambers left for my opinion Had taxed my brain until the noon of night, I read old law, and loathed the long dominion Of fiction over right.
Est omne jus forense quasi com[oe]dia; Hic advocatus maximas partes agit Laudatus undique a procuratoribus, Labore vocis redditus ditissimus; Cui brevia nil forensis et quaestus valent...
We sat in the jury-box, twelve were we all, And the clock was just pointing to ten in the hall, His Lordship he bowed to the jury, and we Bowed back to his Lordship as gravely as he. ...
A thousand doubts and pleadings in a day Are filed in Empress Reason's court supreme By angry Love--his eyes with anger gleam. "Which of us twain hath been more faithful, say....