The dupes to flattery, and the sport of Knaves;
Saw exultation, which no art could smother,
Greedy enjoy the downfall of each other;
Saw honest poverty, by pride opprest,
And worthless Scoundrels for their wealth carest;
Saw titled Miscreants, to all feeling lost,
Disgrace the noble Pedigree they boast;
Saw Wealth and Honours shamefully misplac’d,
Fortune’s best gifts flagitiously disgrac’d:
So much he saw—he found he could insure