Judge — December 1887 — page 17: what you’re looking at

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CHRISTMAS JUDGE Love sits in arain- \_ bow ring! He shall be judge. he shall be king! A judge's wig doth hide his wing, But not his bow and arrows! His looks so bonny-gay pro- claim Although a judge, his heart's the sami He points afts with honied flame They fly like flocks of sparrows! Lord, poet, peasant, peer and prince, Ie makes them sting, he makes them wince; He knew the art long since, long since, His lovely mother taught him! stress, matron, cauty, belle, “A gift, a gift for Christmas day! He teacheth long. he Right quickly pay, ye wordlings, pay! They learn to buy, they learn tosell,—_ Discharge your debts while yet ye may, Yet none have ever bought him! Or ye shall find me ruthless! “Since Adam wedded Eve, I've given On earth a foretaste sweet of he: And even your sins my grace hat! From toothless time to toothless! + From babe to youth, to prime, to age, I've blest ye all in every stage ! Til have my pay, I'll have my wage, Or else beware my choler!” en! The world amazed stands still in fear, Some chatter there, some tremble here, “T'll give a smile!" “I'll give a tear!” “T'll give the mighty dollar!” A frown, asneer, a blush, a ery, A tender look, a passionate sigh, Sweet flashes from a blue, blue eye Are heaped to make a token ; A diamond crown, a purse of gold, A purple robe with ermine fold, Throbs, throes and agonies untold, With hearts all crushed and broken. > But Love still frowns. “What! not a Nowit, nofun, nojoy,nochaff? laugh? Where do ye keep the other half? Is life all melancholy? Then all with one accord begin To chuckle loud ‘tween cheek and chin; «Tue Curistatas Jupce, shall pardon win Of Love, the Judge, we love so!” “Go! bring the cream of witty folks, The funny pun, the sparkling jokes, The epigram, the farce, the hoax, The tippest tip of folly!" And when he takes it, shouts of glee Proclaim immortal revelry! “Fit for the gods!" he cri (Read it and it shall prove so). Cora Linn Daniels. comicbooks.com