Peter Why-s-coff

As candour marks the characters a-pace, Each by his fav'rite lineament of face, The artless muse pourtrays them in her lines, Where stricking looks of noted features shines. If virtue blasted and if worth condemn'd Demanded praise—this man is virtue's friend— For lost to ev'ry feeling of the heart, That worthier acts of virtue can impart; With cunning arm'd and gold to force his way He strives to make the luckless heart his pray.