HE who, unmov'd, can hear the suppliant cry
Of pallid wretch, plac'd on the pathway side,
Nor deigns one pitying look, but passes by,
In all the pomp of self-adoring pride :
So may some great man vex his little soul,
When he, obsequious, makes his lowest bow;
Turn from him with a look that says,—Vain fool,
And speak to some poor man whom he would shame
to know.
[Semple 31]