Lord to the poor, and servant to the Beast,
Let bishops, deans, and prebendaries swell
With pride and fatness till their hearts rebel:
I'm meek and modest.—If I could be proud,
This crowded meeting, lo! th' amazing crowd!
Your mute attention, and your meek respect,
My spirit's fervour, and my words' effect:
Might stir th' unguarded soul; and oft to me
The tempter speaks, whom I compel to flee;
He goes in fear, for he my force has tried—