Occasion'd by Seeing the Honourable Treat a Person of Merit with Insolence

Contented in my humble State,
I look with Pity on the Great;
Who only Birth, or Wealth respect,
And treat true Merit with Neglect.

O Pow'r supreme, let me implore
Some Little from thy boundless Store!
Give me a constant, small Support,
Without the Plague of paying Court!
Let none but Fools, who pine to rise,
Be curs'd to bow , where they despise .
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