The Scholar's boast, the Politician's plan;
Here shines the Bubble, and here falls the Man.
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Oh! happy fall of insolence and pride,
Which makes the humblest with the great allied;
Which levels like the Grave all earthly things,
For drunken Coblers are as proud as Kings;
Which plucks the sons of grandeur from their sphere,
For who is lower than a stagg'ring Peer?
Yet here, ye Fair, tho' ev'ry Soul's the same,