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[Counsel] May it please you, my lud!
Gentlemen of the jury!
With a sense of deep emotion,
I approach this painful case;
For I never had a notion
That a man could be so base,
Or deceive a girl confiding,
Vows, etcetera, deriding.
[Chorus] He deceived a girl confiding,
Vows, etcetera, deriding.

[Counsel] See my interesting client,
Victim of a heartless wile!
See the traitor, all defiant,
Wear a supercilious smile!
Sweetly smil'd my client on him,
Coyly woo'd and gently won him.
[Chorus] Sweetly smil'd his client on him,
Coyly woo'd and gently won him.

[Counsel] Swiftly fled each honeyed hour
Spent with this unmanly male!
Camberwell became a bow'r,
Peckham an Arcadian vale,
Breathing concentrated otto!
An existence a la Watteau.
[Chorus] Bless us, concentrated otto!
An existence a la Watteau.

[Counsel] Picture, then, my client naming,
And insisting on the day:
Picture him excuses framing,
Going from her far away;
Doubly criminal to do so,
For the maid had bought her trousseau!
[Chorus] Doubly criminal to do so,
For the maid had bought her trousseau!

[Counsel] Cheer up, my pretty, oh, cheer up!
[Jury] Cheer up, cheer up, we love you!
[Plaintiff] Ah me! ah me!
[Jury] Cheer up, cheer up, we love you!
Cheer up, cheer up, we love you!
Cheer up!

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Trial by Jury No. 8
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