Classic Poem

CANTO SECOND

What man is that whose feigned majestic look,
 And highly jingling sounds attract the ear—
With big words caught from some Instruction book,
 Which 'mid his others giant-like appear?
 He is the man for whom I shed a tear!—
Weak, ignorant, and shallow in his mind,
 Who is the soul of every other's jeer,
Yet to his folly is entirely blind.
Whose wish to pass among the learned kind,
 Makes him affect appearance not his own,
And wheresoe'er he goes he leaves behind,
 A magnified contempt too clearly shown.
He struts away like one most great and wise,
Whilst many pity him, and all despise.