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 Yet why, you ask, these humble crimes relate, Why make the poor as guilty as the great? To show the great, those mightier sons of Pride, How near in vice the lowest are allied; Such are their natures, and their passions such, But these disguise too little, those too much: So shall the man of power and pleasure see In his own slave as vile a wretch as he; In his luxurious lord the servant find His own low pleasures and degenerate mind; And each in all the kindred vices trace Of a poor, blind, bewilder'd, erring race; Who, a short time in varied fortune past, Die, and are equal in the dust at last.

And you, ye poor, who still lament your fate, Forbear to envy those you reckon great; Rh