The People's Voice Is Odd, It Is,

He Best Can Paint Them Who Shall Feel Them Most.

Who Shall Decide When Doctors Disagree, And Soundest Casuists Doubt, Like You And Me?

Old Politicians Chew On Wisdom Past, And Totter On In Business To The Last.

So Modern 'pothecaries, Taught The Art By Doctor's Bills To Play The Doctor's Part, Bold In The Practice Of Mistaken Rules, Prescribe, Apply, And Call Their Masters Fools.

Court-virtues Bear, Like Gems, The Highest Rate, Born Where Heav'n Influence Scarce Can Penetrate. In Life's Low Vale, The Soil The Virtues Like, They Please As Beauties, Here As Wonders Strike.