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Rh The rich attorney, he wiped his eyes,
 * And replied to my fond professions:

You shall reap the reward of your enterprise,
 * At the Bailey and Middlesex Sessions.

You'll soon get used to her looks," said he, "And a very nice girl you'll find her— She may very well pass for forty-three
 * In the dusk, with a light behind her!"

The rich attorney was as good as his word:
 * The briefs came trooping gaily,

And every day my voice was heard
 * At the Sessions or Ancient Bailey.

All thieves who could my fees afford
 * Relied on my orations,

And many a burglar I've restored
 * To his friends and his relations.

At length I became as rich as the —
 * An incubus then I thought her,

So I threw over that rich attorney's
 * Elderly, ugly daughter.

The rich attorney my character high
 * Tried vainly to disparage—

And now, if you please, I'm ready to try
 * This Breach of Promise of Marriage!