Give me the man of honest heart, I like no two-faced dodger, But one who nobly speaks his part, Like Kenealy did for Roger; One honest lawyer's found at last Who'll ne'er desert his client, He knows right well the cause is just, He stands up like a giant. * * * Now when the big-wigs found that he To them would not be suing, They knocked their wigs together, boys, And swore they'd be his ruin; We dare not do it publicly For fear 'twould cause a riot, So we'll get the Gray's Inn Benchers To do it on the quiet. Sir Roger bears up like a man, His spirit never lacking, When he gets out there is no doubt He'll give his foes a whacking; His mother worried to her grave, Her son they'd like to settle, But Roger shows the world he's made Of good old English metal. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LITANY OF THE DARK PEOPLE by COUNTEE CULLEN THEN AND NOW by CECIL DAY LEWIS DAWN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON DESTINY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON ESTRANGEMENT by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |