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“What !” and he turn'd unto the crowd, Rais'd his right hand and spoke more loud. “ Shall we see men served thus and be dumb ? “Where's Magna Charta? where our freedom ? “What! is a military varlet, “ Glowing with insolence and scarlet, “Our rights and privileges civil “ To kick, at pleasure, to the devil ; “Drag a free man against his wish on, 66 To be the food for ammunition ; “ And treat with worse than Turk’s brutality, “ This guest of British hospitality ? 66 Shame! shame !"
“ Aye, shame!” on every side,
Stiff stood the Serjeant-stiff and stately,
“But where your warrant 'gainst the other? “Of course the penalties you know,
“ If you, by chance, lock up the brother. “Of course you know, for such infraction “Of law, we bring at once our action. “So mind you are your proper cue in, “A false imprisonment is ruin ; “On a man's freedom all infringing “ Is met by damages most swinging. “ If you persist, and should defend “ Your cause I beg to recommend (“ They'll help you finely through your blunder,) “Messiers Rack, Gripe, Grasp, Clutch, and Plunder."
The Serjeant did the silence break,
“Give me my money back," said he; Then next in whispered voice did speak,
The Bailiff hinting at a fee.
Still puzzled with all this verbosity,
“ So this is English generosity !"
Laneham meanwhile the Bailiff's palm
Is somewhat impolitely branded ;
- Ility ? Oh! “ The many-handed ! »
While with their friend to his abode,
Tho' laws when framed with so much trouble,
For us poor single folk as them,
Which tangle first and then condemn.
One pulls this way, and that the other-
That who shall
what comes to thee,
Mark, and at times through our narration
A latent sense may meet thy view ! What seems most like exaggeration,
Clothes oft the fact most simply true !
Where are our Twins ?-far-far before
I'm quite ashamed so long we've tarried, See them to Julian's small first floor,
In C- Street already carried.
See them beside his table sitting-
While Julian thinks in Chang to view,
A vein of kindred cogitation, And enters with that youth, into
A sentimental conversation :
They talked of Love, the lord of earth,
Yes," Julian said, " yes-oft, methinks, “ There is in love the
germ more “ Than our philosophies explore. “I speak not of the end acquired, " When the soul rests- where it desired : “ But ere the end be gained—what bright
“ But half-caught Visions haunt the sight! « Back into shade the vision shrinks,
“But not its memory of delight!
6 And we gaze
“ Flock thousand dim and faëry feelings,
Love only wakes, our spirit o'er ; “ Vague thoughts we fain would call revealings, The stars grow
lovelier than before ; “From our earth's clay a cloud is driven,
oftener on the heaven. " There the soft instinct seems to win us;
Something, new-kindled, stirs within us; • The lesser and the lower aims “ Of life, the ennobled heart disclaims; 66 The fervour in its very
faults “Refines, and mellows, and exalts. “ We lose the sense of self, we glow “ With a vague love for all below: