Trust me the meed of praise, dealt thriftily br From the nice scale of judgement, honours more br Than does the lavish and o'erbearing tide br Of profuse courtesy. Not all the gems br Of India's richest soil at random spread br O'er the gay vesture of some glittering dame, br Give such alluring vantage to the person, br As the scant lustre of a few, with choice br And comely guise of ornament disposed.