Whilst poverty stands ragg'd and starving,
gives her — not a farthing.
Not once vouchsafes
to look upon her,
Lest he should lose both health and honor :
'tis a scandal to be sure,
That silk and lawn should look o'th'
Whose meagre faces may infect,
A body plump and intelect.
Then who would run such risques as these,
The poor and lousy for
Their heads were better stuff'd at college,
With richer sense, and
plumper knowledge :
And learn'd — plum-pudding presentation
sweetly with a dispensation.
Then how can they forget the rules
oft bring with them from the schools?
Which are so rivetted
They stick like burrs unto the last.