How much more fatal justice is than law;
He saw another in his office reign,
And his mild master treat him with disdain:
He saw that all men shunn’d him, some reviled,
The harsh pass’d frowning, and the simple smiled;
The town maintain’d him, but with some reproof,
And clerks and scholars proudly kept aloof.
In each lone place, dejected and dismay’d,
Shrinking from view, his wasting form he laid;
Or to the restless sea and roaring wind