O Poverty, thou Mistress too severe!
Striv'st thou to break the thing, thou should'st but bend?
Thy Pow'r confess'd, should make thee less austere;
The Vict'ry gain'd, thy Rage in Mercy end.
Hast thou not got the Day, what would'st thou moe?
'Tis barb'rous to insult a prostrate Foe.