William Schwenck Gilbert,
Trial by Jury
(1911)
“ Foreman. Just like a father I wish to be. (Kissing her.) Judge (approaching her) . Or, if you'd rather Recline on me! (She jumps on to Bench, sits down by the Judge, and falls sobbing on his breast.) Counsel. Oh! fetch some water From far Cologne! All. For this sad slaughter Atone! atone! Jury (shaking fists at Defendant) . Monster, monster, dread our fury, There's the Judge, and we're the Jury! Song—Defendant. Oh, gentlemen, listen, I pray, Though I own that my heart has been ranging, Of nature the laws I obey, For nature is constantly changing. ”
