Cave of Poverty, The - Part 71

The Other, tho' with plaintive Legends stor'd
Which curst her Pow'r and harsh Supremacy,
Did to her Pride and Envy Food afford,
While it confirm'd the Measure of her Sway;
What Thousands, with her Iron Scepter bruis'd,
In Anguish her Inclemency accus'd.
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