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Rh Nor light nor darkness brings his pain relief, One shows the plunder, and one hides the thief.
 * Yet still one general cry the skies assails,

And gain and grandeur load the tainted gales; Few know the toiling statesman's fear or care, TV insidious rival and the gaping heir.
 * Once more, Democritus, arise on earth,

With cheerful wisdom and instructive mirth, See motley life in modern trappings dress'd, And feed with varied fools th' eternal jest: Thou who could'st laugh where want enchain'd caprice, Toil crush'd conceit, and man was of a piece; Where wealth, unloved, without a mourner died, And scarce a sycophant was fed by pride; Where ne'er was known the form of mock debate, Or seen a new-made mayor's unwieldy state; Where change of favourites made no change of laws, And senates heard before they judged a cause; How wouldst thou shake at Britain's modish tribe, Dart the quick taunt, and edge the piercing gibe! Attentive, truth and nature to descry, And pierce each scene with philosophic eye,