CHAPTER 109
CHAPTER CIX
CHAPTER 109Visible text2 paragraphs
The churl in spirit up or down,
Along the scale of ranks, thro' all
To who may grasp a golden ball
By blood a king, at heart a clown;
Along the scale of ranks, thro' all
To who may grasp a golden ball
By blood a king, at heart a clown;
The churl in spirit, howe'er he veil
His want in forms for fashion's sake,
Will let his coltish nature break
At seasons thro' the gilded pale:
His want in forms for fashion's sake,
Will let his coltish nature break
At seasons thro' the gilded pale: