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The EXCEPTION.
Stanpope has gain'd one branch of fame,
To which, I'll prove, he has no claim.
To which, I'll prove, he has no claim.
Say they—“His favours he extends,
“Without regard to wealth, or friends:
“Of such disinterested spirit,
“Nothing prevails, with him, but merit;
“Nay, he'll dispense with merit too,
“When modest want can reach his view.”
“Without regard to wealth, or friends:
“Of such disinterested spirit,
“Nothing prevails, with him, but merit;
“Nay, he'll dispense with merit too,
“When modest want can reach his view.”
Mere prejudice! 'tis plain to me,
No man takes sweeter bribes than he.
To clear this point from any doubt,
A parallel shall help me out.
No man takes sweeter bribes than he.
To clear this point from any doubt,
A parallel shall help me out.
The noble Fulvia spurns at gain:
Freely she heals her lover's pain:
But, surely, you'll allow me this,
That when she grants, she shares the bliss.
Freely she heals her lover's pain:
But, surely, you'll allow me this,
That when she grants, she shares the bliss.
So Stanhope, in each gen'rous action,
Reaps more than half the satisfaction.
Reaps more than half the satisfaction.
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