More Knaues yet? The Knaues of Spades and Diamonds. With new Additions [by Samuel Reynolds] |
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The Country Cormorant.
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The Country Cormorant.
Wife 'tis the onely yeare since we were borne,To make vs rich by hording vp our corne,
I heare rare newes, the markets rise apace:
The world will mend if this hold out a space.
Within my barne is that must bring in Gold,
Wheat, Rie, and Barlie will be brauely sold:
Let these same hungry needy Rats and Myce
Famish, I care not, I will haue my price,
And let spice conscience fellows talke their fill,
Mine owne's mine owne, to vse it as I will:
Shall I be taught to buie and sell by any?
No, Ile make profit to the vtmost penny,
Let our sir Domine preach peace and plenty,
And let me sell my wheat by bushell at twenty,
For all his prating I not care a fig,
I know he will not loose a tything pig,
Nor will I let aduantage slip away:
If this yeare (wife) proue, not as I doe say,
Ile take a halter and go hang me then.
Let all that hate a villaine, say, Amen.
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