116 I had some things that I called mine And God, that he called his Till, recently a rival Claim Disturbed these amities The property, my garden Which having sown with care He claims the pretty acre And sends a Bailiff there The station of the parties Forbids publicity But Justice is sublimer Than arms, or pedigree I'll institute an "Action" I'll vindicate the law Jove! Choose your counsel I retain "Shaw"!