Lyons! Thou Art a Grateful City

Lyons! thou art a grateful city,
To feel for Pius so much pity.
His velvet slippers now look neater,
With so much bullion clubbed for Peter.
But thou could' st offer nothing less
For wearing thy embroider'd dress,
Well suiting that three-storied steeple,
Ringing its bells above the people,
Instead of harbouring those poor
Who now infest thy weaver's door.