THE RICH AND THE POOR MAN
SO goes the world. If wealthy, you may call
This friend, that brother—friends and brothers all;
Though you are worthless, witless, never mind it;
You may have been a stable-boy—what then?
’Tis wealth, good sir, makes honourable men.
You seek respect, no doubt, and you will find it.
But if you’re poor, Heaven help you! Though your sire
Had royal blood within him, and though you
Possess the intellect of angels, too,