Cave of Poverty, The - Part 110

Seat Me, ye courteous Pow'rs, O seat me there,
Where Happiness forbids all curst Debate;
Where proud Ambition never durst repair,
Or Thoughts of Grandeur, and wreck-threat'ning State:
Where Pride, aud starch'd Precedence are unknown,
The Noise of Courts, or Wranglings of the Gown.
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