A Gentleman

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A Gentleman

“He has robbed two clubs. The judge at Salisbury

Can’t give him more than he undoubtedly

Deserves. The scoundrel! Look at his photograph!

A lady-killer! Hanging’s too good by half

For such as he.” So said the stranger, one

With crimes yet undiscovered or undone.

But at the inn the Gipsy dame began:

“Now he was what I call a gentleman.

He went along with Carrie, and when she

Had a baby he paid up so readily

His half a crown. Just like him. A crown’d have been

More like him. For I never knew him mean.

Oh! but he was such a nice gentleman. Oh!

Last time we met he said if me and Joe

Was anywhere near we must be sure and call.

He put his arms around our Amos all

As if he were his own son. I pray God

Save him from justice! Nicer man never trod.”