His Country’s Good, the Patriot’s noblest View,
Unbrib’d, unaw’d, does stedfastly pursue;
Polite in Manners, and rever’d his Sense,
And long in Senates fam’d for Eloquence;
But if to these Endowments of the Mind,
A graceful Figure happily is join’d,
Then flows thy Gall, then raves thy half-form’d Clay,
Then frets thy putrid Carcass to Decay.
So when the croaking Toad the Ox beheld,
His envious Heart with Indignation swell’d.