Very little experience, it seems, that you got:
If you—after your fortune was shared—did not find
That those you had shared it with, wanted you not
It’s a maxim of mine, if a friend you’d sift out
From the crowd, do not test with too searching a sieve him,
And this motto you then may adopt past a doubt—
“I shall not want a friend, while I’ve lots I can give him!”
But a grateful return of a farthing per cent
When by poverty bowed, don’t expect in the least:
With the fact, that you’ve proved you’re an ass be content,