Legal & Other Lyrics By George Outram: Containing a number of new pieces & fifteen illustrations by Edward J. Sullivan |
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THE LAWYER'S SUIT
Oh why, lady, why, when I come to your side,
Repulse your poor suitor with such haughty pride?
That you'll never wed with a Lawyer you swear—
But why so averse to a Lawyer, my dear?
Repulse your poor suitor with such haughty pride?
That you'll never wed with a Lawyer you swear—
But why so averse to a Lawyer, my dear?
Can it be, that because I have thought and have read,
Till my heart to the world and its pleasures is dead?
Pshaw! my heart may be hard, but then it is clear
Your triumph's the greater to melt it, my dear!
Till my heart to the world and its pleasures is dead?
Pshaw! my heart may be hard, but then it is clear
Your triumph's the greater to melt it, my dear!
Can it be that because my eyes have grown dim,
And my colour is wan, and my body is slim?
Pshaw! the husk of the almond as rough does appear—
But what do you think of the kernel, my dear?
And my colour is wan, and my body is slim?
Pshaw! the husk of the almond as rough does appear—
But what do you think of the kernel, my dear?
Would you wed with a Fop full of apish grimace,
Whose antics would call all the blood to your face?
Take me, from confusion you're sure to be clear,
For a Lawyer's ne'er troubled with blushes, my dear!
Whose antics would call all the blood to your face?
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For a Lawyer's ne'er troubled with blushes, my dear!
Would you wed with a Merchant, who'd curse and who'd ban
'Cause he's plagued by his conscience for cheating a man?
Take me, and be sure that my conscience is clear,
For a Lawyer's ne'er troubled with conscience, my dear!
'Cause he's plagued by his conscience for cheating a man?
Take me, and be sure that my conscience is clear,
For a Lawyer's ne'er troubled with conscience, my dear!
Would you wed with a Soldier with brains made of fuel,
Who, defending his honour, is killed in a duel?
Take me, and such danger you've no need to fear,
For my honour is not worth defending, my dear!
Who, defending his honour, is killed in a duel?
Take me, and such danger you've no need to fear,
For my honour is not worth defending, my dear!
Come, wed with a Lawyer! you needn't fear strife,
For since I have borne with the courts all my life,
That the devil can't ruffle my temper, I'll swear—
And I hardly think you could do't either, my dear!
For since I have borne with the courts all my life,
That the devil can't ruffle my temper, I'll swear—
And I hardly think you could do't either, my dear!
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