- Somewhere
Somewhere in a distant star,
Cities of Cocaigne there are,
Paradises of the Bar.
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- Translations - Greek Anthology
X. 48
Woe to the house whose mistress was a slave!
So say old saws, my own in aid I crave;
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- To Rome
Tell me, proud Rome, why dost these edicts read,
These many laws by prince or people made,
Or answers by the prudent duly weighed,
When now thou canst the world no longer lead?
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- How We Found Our Verdict
We sat in the jury-box, twelve were we all,
And the clock was just pointing to ten in the hall,
His Lordship he bowed to the jury, and we
Bowed back to his Lordship as gravely as he.
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- Roman Law
I am a "coach" in Roman law by fate,
But Nature must have meant me for a poet,
And while I struggle with a rule or date,
Poetic thoughts intrude before I know it.
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