New wonder still prepare to feel,
Amazing truths my words reveal:
For know, like thine my humble birth;
Like thee, I crawl’d a worm on earth.”
“Ah! mock me not,” said I, “nor seek
A worthless triumph o’er the weak;
Canst thou, thy form with down o’erspread,
By nature crown’d thy regal head,
Canst thou my reptile shape have worn?
My reptile shape, of all the scorn!