See also: Poems by all poets about justice and All poems by Horace Smith
Impromptu In The Assize Court At Lincoln
The moon in the valley of Ajalon
Stood still at the word of the prophet;
But since certain 'Essays' were written
We don't think so very much of it.
Now, a prophet is raised up among us,
Whose miracles none can gainsay;
For he spoke, and the great river Witham
Flowed three days, uphill, the wrong way.