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Ah! rather Fortune's worthless favourites! Who feed on England's vitals—­Pensioners Of base corruption, who, in quick ascent To opulence unmerited, become Giddy with pride, and as ye rise, forgetting The dust ye lately left, with scorn look down On those beneath ye (tho' your equals once In fortune, and in worth superior still, They view the eminence, on which ye stand, With wonder, not with envy; for they know The means, by which ye reach'd it, have been such As, in all honest eyes, degrade ye far Beneath the poor dependent, whose sad heart Reluctant pleads for what your pride denies); Ye venal, worthless hirelings of a Court! Ye pamper'd Parasites! whom Britons pay