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[Descend from that high judgment-seat]
Descend from that high judgment-seat,Pomposo!—doff that robe, you Cheat!
Distributor of praise and blame,
Devoid of conscience and of shame,
Who give to ignorance and spite
Deceptive show of law and right,
By talking loud and looking big.
Off too with spectacles and wig!
Let's plainly see your wizen'd shape,
Blear eyes, huge ears, and front of ape.
By no rule, earthly or divine,
So much as one poor vote is thine.
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