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KNAVERY IN ALL TRADES
The one to the other did say,
what course shall I take to Hue, For none can thriue at this day,
but such as their mindes doe giue: To ouer-reach and deceiue,
and doing of others wrong, All they that such courses leaue,
may sing the Begger-Boyes Song. A man can scarce thriue by his trade
mens consciences are so bad, All honesty is decay'd,
here's an age will make a man mad.
Hee that is rich already,
is like still to bee so, And he that is poore and needy,
his burthen must vndergoe; Tis a Prouerb vs'd in our Towne,
it hath beene and euer will, That if a man be once downe,
the world cryes downe with him still, How shall a man finde a trade,
whereby true meanes may be had, All honesty is decay 'd,
here's an age would make a man mad.
If a poore man be wrong'd by a rich,
as alas we daily see, Without money to goe through stitch,
in a pittifull case is hee: He were better to pocket the wrong,
than himselfe into trouble to draw, For vnlesse his pockets be strong,
tis but folly to meddle with Law, This makes many men dismay'd,
for the fee makes a case good for bad, All honesty is decay 'd,
here's an age would make a man mad. |
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