As some divinely gifted man, Whose life in low estate began And on a simple village green; Who
breaks his birth’s invidious bar,
Who
makes by force his merit known
And
moving up from high to higher,
Yet
feels, as in a pensive dream,
The
limit of his narrower fate,
Who
ploughs with pain his native lea
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