“Pity the sorrows of a poor old man,
Whose trembling limbs have borne him to your door,
Whose days are dwindled to the shortest span;
Oh give relief, and Heaven will bless your store.”

— Thomas Moss (minister)

The Beggar, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).

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British writer 1740–1808

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“Pity the sorrows of a poor old man,
Whose trembling limbs have borne him to your door,
Whose days are dwindled to the shortest span;
Oh give relief, and Heaven will bless your store.”