EPITAPH ON A LAWYER.
Ungoaded by clients, untempted by fees,
A weary attorney lies here at his ease.
He died while engaged in a difficult case,
Like a poor jaded horse who falls down in a race,
And just at the moment the goal was in sight,
When in triumph he would have emerged from the fight.
'Twas hard luck, indeed, that his call should have come,
Ere his fee was received, and his laurels were won;
But since he has left us, we'll trust that the Lord,
Will give our dear brother a fitting reward.
A weary attorney lies here at his ease.
He died while engaged in a difficult case,
Like a poor jaded horse who falls down in a race,
And just at the moment the goal was in sight,
When in triumph he would have emerged from the fight.
'Twas hard luck, indeed, that his call should have come,
Ere his fee was received, and his laurels were won;
But since he has left us, we'll trust that the Lord,
Will give our dear brother a fitting reward.
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