by days few and evil,
(thy portion, poor devil!)
by power, wealth, and show,
(the gods by men adored,)
by nameless poverty,
(their hell abhorred,)
by all they hope, by all they fear,
hear! and appear!
stare not ohou ghastly power!
nrim with ed defiance, lour:
no babel-structure would i build
where, order exil'd from his native sway,
fusion may the regent-sceptre wield,
while all would rule and none obey:
go, to the world of mae
the story of thy sad, eventful fate;
and call presumptuous hope to hear
and bid him check his blind care
Ode On The Departed Regency Bill(3/6)