Punch (8.1845)

PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.

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£ong of t&t jiWfufcant bailors.

bv a laureat expectant.

" Of his goose he made a horse,
To ride up and down Charing Cross,

And so the Field Marshal went prancing away."—Old Song-

Huzza for the Thimble, huzza for the Goose,

And the Shears that our countrymen brandish !
Commanded by Albert the gallant and spruce,

They will beat every artist outlandish.
The halo of glory encircling the Trade

Must confound every scoffer and railer,
For Albert a bold Merchant Tailor is made ;

Yes ; our Prince is a true British Tailor.

Let Army and Navy together combine

In addresses of congratulation,
For their uniforms soon, though already so fine.

Will exhibit some new decoration.
Improved in costume, as they rush to the fight,

With one voice will each soldier and sailor
Exclaim, whilst their bosoms swell high with delight,

Oh, our Prince is a true British Tailor !

Sing, daughters of England, sing fal de ral lal,

Let bright anticipation inspire you ;
For fashions more elegant very soon shall

Deck the handsome young men who admire you.
Who sues to a fair one should sue in his best,

That's the plan that's most likely to nail her ;
How nicely will lovers in future be drest,

Now our Prince is a true British Tailor !

Super Saxony now with Saxe Coburg's proud name

Is united ; long, long may they flourish !
And long live their Prince in all honour and fame,

Of his country the fashions to nourish !
Let Taste rear the banner of broad-cloth unfurl'd,

And Britannia step forward to hail her,
And the Snips of old England shall cut out the world,

For our Prince is a true British Tailor !

Parliamentary Court Circular.

Lord W. Loftus kissed hands on Monday last with the Duke op
Marlborough on the appointment of his brother as member for Wood-
stock. In the evening his Lordship dined with his Grace ; and, after
dessert, took down instructions in writing for his brother, how the Duke
wished him to vote during the session. Lord W. Loftus started the
following morning for the Continent with orders for his brother to return
immediately to England, and wait upon the Duke to learn his speech in
time for the third reading of the Maynooth Bill.

PUNCH'S NOY'S MAXIMS.

52. Certum est quod cerium reddi potest. That is certain which can
be made certain.—There is no rule without an exception, and this is
no exception to the rule that there is never the latter without the
former. For instance, there are certain laws which never can be
made certain of, and we hear of certain legal decisions of a most
uncertain character.

53. Voluntas est ambulatoria et non oonsummatur usque ad mortem testatoris.
The will is ambulatory, and not consummated until the death of the
testator.—The legal meaning of this is, that a man may alter his
will until he is dead ; but the common-sense translation appears
rather to be, that a man's will, in the hands of the lawyers, is mere
Walker—a term which the Latin word ambulatoria seems to justify7.
As to his will being consummated after his death, that depends on
fate and the Prerogative Court, which helps sometimes to carry out
the old English maxim of—" Where there's a will there's a way ; "
for it often happens, that where there is a will, the law makes a-way
with the property.

54. Nemo potest plus juris ad alium transferee quam in ipso est. No one
can transfer to another more right than he has himself.—This is
true enough ; but if no one can give another more than he has got,
he sometimes gives another more than he has bargained for. The
law did not, however, always recognise the force of this maxim, but
used to treat people as if they could give more than they had got ;
for it would put people in prison for not paying what they had really
not got to pay -, and thus, though common sense said, " You cannot
have blood out of a stone," the law would say, " But we will try it
on, at all events." If by law no man can give more than a certain
quantity of right, there is no limit to the amount of wrong which the
law will assist him in distributing.

55. Nullum tempus occurrit regi. No time runs against the King.—This

maxim simply means that the sovereign shall never lose his right by

ladies; but he may take his own time in asking for what belorigs to

him. With ordinary persons,

He that will not when he may,
When he would he shall have nay.

But the sovereign may behave like a fretful child, and begin to cry
out—"Oh! he's got my property," at any distance
f //s^-n^ °^ time, though he may have stood by for years, and
/ (k^jj^<£> silently seen another enjoying it. In such a case, the
law, through the voice of the Chancellor, exclaims—
Jllg^m " Hallo, you sir, you've got something belonging to
Mtm&T'* tue sovereign." "I thought he didn't want it, for
&vWSsL. ^e wasu>t using it/' is the natural reply. " Come—

^^^l»Nx^ come — no nonsense, you must drop it," cries the
^j^y^lllP? Chancellor, " for nullum tempus occurrit regi." " I
thought time and tide waited for no man," rejoins
the defendant. "I don't know anything about the tide," cries the
law—always through the Chancellor ; but the sovereign is never
tied to time ; so, unless you want to get yourself into a scrape, you
had better drop that property." This of course leaves the unhappy
victim no alternative, and the sovereign takes his own back again.

Our Law Maxims are now brought to a close, and we trust that
the wise saws of our fathers—saws, by the bye, with tolerably sharp
teeth—will be rendered intelligible by some of our modern instances.
We shall conclude with an ode to Noy, supposed to have been written
by an individual called the humorous Sir. Anthony Weldon,
whose only authenticated joke consists of a clumsy bon-mot on the
name of Noy,* which is too obvious for us to make allusion to. The
ode was short and simple, but no less touching on that account :—

* " Noy often dydde annoy me."—Anthony Weldon't MS. iiurkt.