Роберт Крэггз, граф Ньюджент (Robert Craggs, Earl Nugent)

Epigram 12. WE thought you without titles great

WE thought you without titles great,
And wealthy with a small estate;
While by your humble self alone,
You seem unrated and unknown.
But now on fortune's swelling tide
High-borne, in all the pomp of pride;
Of grandeur vain and fond of pelf,
'Tis plain, my lord, you knew yourself.

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