POVERTY.
I am as poor as Job, my lord, but not so patient.
King Henry IV., Pt. II. Act i. Sc. 2. SHAKESPEARE.
Yon friendless man, at whose dejected eye
Th' unfeeling proud one looks, and passes by,
Condemned on penury's barren path to roam,
Scorned by the world, and left without a home.
Pleasures of Hope. T. CAMPBELL.
Through tattered clothes small vices do appear;
Robes and furred gowns hide all.
King Lear, Act iv. Sc. 6. SHAKESPEARE.
Take physic, Pomp;
Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel.
King Lear, Act iii. Sc. 4. SHAKESPEARE.
O world! how apt the poor are to be proud!
Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 1. SHAKESPEARE.
This mournful truth is everywhere confessed,
Slow rises worth by poverty oppressed.
Vanity of Human Wishes. DR. S. JOHNSON.
And rustic life and poverty
Grow beautiful beneath his touch.
Burns. T. CAMPBELL.
Evermore thanks, the exchequer of the poor.
King Richard II., Act ii. Sc. 1. SHAKESPEARE.