Law Poem by James Beattie

Law

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Laws, as we read in ancient sages,
Have been like cobwebs in all ages.
Cobwebs for little flies are spread,
And laws for little folks are made;
But if an insect of renown,
Hornet or beetle, wasp or drone,
Be caught in quest of sport or plunder,
The flimsy fetter flies in sunder.

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James Beattie

James Beattie

Laurencekirk in the Mearns, Scotland
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