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yoetrgi I THE FIRST OF NOVEMBER. AN INVITATION TO WESTMINSTER HALL. Come, brother lawyers, vacation is ended, Submit with good grace to necessity s call; Let the Chancellor's entree be fully attended, And hurry on Monday to Westminster Hall. Judges, solicitors, juniors, and leaders,— You whose business is vast, you whole business is small, Conveyancers, draftsmen, and you, special pleaders, All mingle on Monday in Westminster Hall. Come from the scenes that your fancy selected, Come from amusements beginning to pall; Come. but come not with an air so dejected, Be lively on Monday in Westminster Hall. Come foremost all you who," Audaces Juventa," Have swam the blue lake, climbed the precipice tall; Indulge all the fancies of sweet six-and-twenty,— Tho' briefless, you're welcome to Westminster Hall. East, west, north, or south, wheresoe'er you have wandered, Where railroad can rush, or old diligence crawl; Bring anecdotes worth all the coin you have squandered, And vent them on Monday in Westminster Hall. Was it touring or sporting, or yachting, or sketching, Or preferring, like me, to do nothing at all 1 Whatever it was, you're expected to fetch in At least one good story for Westminster Hal!. Come tell of escapes from Italian banditti, And how you repressed the too arrogant Gaul; And how, in each scene of the wild or the city, You supported the honour of Westminster Hall. Come from the Pyrenees filled with guerillas,— But look sharp, or perhaps you'll not come thence at all; Come Crom the" Gems" of Bobboli villas, And enlighten the taste of all Westminster Hall. Come from the bringing down moose deer in Norway, Come from the roar of Niagara's fall; Your wigs and your law reassume at the doorway That ushers you into old Westminster Hall. And come you, my grave lords, who, life's labour to soften, Have been musing in woodlands whose leaves round you fall. As you enter the scenes where you've triumph'd so often, You're sure of your welcome to Westminster Hall. Come, virtuous Tindal, whose just elevation Commanded the hearty applause of us all; Worth, mildness, and power of mind make thy station By right 'mong the foremost in Westminster Hall. Come, Wigram the learned, come Bruce the vivacious, Came Cress-well the courteous, with quick-witted Mamie; Come, Denman the stately, come Parke the sagacious,— You are all of you wanted in Westminster Hall. Come, witty George Rose, with thy budget of travel, From Inspruck, or Saltzburg. Wisbaden or Basle; Thy mirth-moving eye haa got much to unravel, And thy jokes are at premium in Westminster Hall. Come, Wetherell, come with thy many-toned thunder, And Sesquipedalian epithets all, With odd chosen tropes make solicitors wonder, And keep us from sleeping in Westminster Hall. Fresh rambles tell, Talfourd; of railways speak, Austin; Wilde, Kelly, and Bethell, come, keep up the ball; The fountain of talk there's no fear of exhausting, Then let it flow freely in Westminster Hall. But some names there are that a fond recollection, At meetings like this, must be sure to recal,- Tho' they cannot respond to the voice of affection, And their places are vacant at Westminster Hall. Lamented Duval! the profound, the clear seeing. How long was thy judgment a law to us all Full of days, full of honours, thou chang'st thy being, But long will thy name live in Westminster Hall. But, Follett! oh how shall I venture to praise thee! When my dull lagging words must each reader forestall; And praises too cold seem to sink thee, not raise thee, Thou loved of thy country and Westminster Hall. When nobles and statesmen, and judges contended For the honour of bearing thy funeral pall. They embodied the thought that thy coffin attended, The thought of the senate and Westminster Hall. With a long path of glory spread brightly before thee, Cut off in thy prime, did thy usefulness fall; And 'tis justice herself bids the world to deplore thee, And to weep for the chosen of Westminster Hall.

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