And, as the proverb says, have found
A hobnail, for a hundred pound.”
They by this tale may be relieved
Whose sanguine hopes have been deceived.
[VII.] PRINCE THE PIPER.
A little, friv’lous, abject mind,
Pleased with the rabble, puff’d with wind,
When once, as fast as pride presumes,
Itself with vanity it plumes,
Is by fond lightness brought with ease