In power unmatch’d, in glory and in birth;
And such the virtue of the noble race,
It reach’d the meanest servant in the place. 250
All, from the chief attendant on my lord
To the groom’s helper, had her civil word;
From Miss Montregor, who the ladies taught,
To the rude lad who in the garden wrought;
From the first favourite to the meanest drudge,
Were no such women, heaven should be her judge;
Whatever stains were theirs, let them reside