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Pleasant and Divertive. 47
One dealt in Straw, the other in Law,
The one did ditch and delve it,
My Father store of Sattin wore,
My Gransir Beggar's Velvet.
So I get Wealth, what care I if
My Grandsir were a Sawyer,
My Father prov'd to be a chief,
And subtile, Learned Lawyer :
By Cook's Reports, and Tricks in Courts,
He did with Treasure store me,
That I may say, Heavens bless the Day,
My Father was born before me.
Some say of late, a Merchant that
Had gotten store of Riches,
In's Dining-Room hung up his Hat,
His Staff, and Leathern Breeches :
His Stockings gartred up with Straw,
E'er providence did store him,
His Son was Sheriff of London, cause
His Father was born before him.
So many Blades now rant in Silk,
And put on Scarlet Cloathing,
At first did spring from Butter-milk,
Their Ancestors worth nothing ;
Old Adam, and our Grandam Eve,
By digging and by Spinning,
Did to all Kings and Princes give
Their radical Beginning.
My Father to get my Estate,
Tho' selfish, yet was slavish,
I'll spend it at another rate,
And be as lewdly lavish ;
From Mad-men, Fools, and Knaves he did
Litigiously receive it ;
If so he did, Justice forbid,
But I to such should leave it.
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