154. Lines Inscribed under Fergusson's Portrait

 CURSE on ungrateful man, that can be pleased,
And yet can starve the author of the pleasure.

O thou, my elder brother in misfortune,
By far my elder brother in the Muses,
With tears I pity thy unhappy fate!
Why is the Bard unpitied by the world,
Yet has so keen a relish of its pleasures?

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