The Rich Mens Joyes
OR, THE
Poor Mens Cares and Comforts.
Tho' Rich men have what e're they'l crave
and go both fine and gay;
Yet Poor in time, to Bliss may clime,
and be as Rich as they.
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Would you know who may take the greatest pleasur
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having their fill of delight and ease;
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[th]ose that ne'r knows any end of their treasure;
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[?]eeding and walking still where they please;
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[sil]ver and gold they will be wearing,
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[ri]ding their Horses when they will
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[wh]ile e'ry poor man is carping and caring,
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[fo]r he must live by his Labour still.
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For well we know they must follow their Calling,
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like the industrous painful Bee;
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Or else to Poverty they will be falling;
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this by experience we daily see:
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Those that are Landed Men may flourish;
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sleeping or waking their Baggs they fill;
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But if the poor-men themselves they will nourish,
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sure they must follow their Labour still,
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Here we may see how brave gallants can glory,
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having all things at their hearts content;
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But to the Poor 'tis a sorrowful story,
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when a harsh Landlord call out for Rent,
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When the poor man has none to pay him;
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this does his heart with sorrow kill,
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Fearing he will in a Prison lay him,
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altho' he follows his Labour still.
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Misers are cruel, and void of all pitty,
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ever contriving to wrack the poor,
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When they shall hear of your sorrowful ditty,
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this will enkindle their wrath the mo[r]e;
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Though by their cruelty they grieve them,
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yet will the Miser ha[v]e his will,
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Not one in twenty alas will relieve them;
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poor men must trust to their Labour still.
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Rich to the Rich they full often are giving,
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this is but g casting of the fat Sow
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But if the poor men they will have a living
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must' be with pains and a sweating Brow;
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If in the world he has not one penny,
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this he must do with right good will,
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Seek out for Work if that he can get any,
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thus he must trust to his Labour still,
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Rich men they get when [?]
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when they enjoy the D[?]
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This puts them into a fat[?]
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than they were e're i[n] [?]
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Every thing they had w[?]
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this will their baggs [?]
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But he that never was [?]
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surely must trust to his [Labour still]
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Would it not make a ma[n] [?]
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to see how Misers thei[r] [?]
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The more they hoard up,
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thus greedy worldlings [?]
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Silver and gold such me[n] [?]
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they with the same thei[?]
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Poor men they never cry[?]
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but for to live by their [Labour still?]
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Poor men that never was [?]
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I would desire you to [?]
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You in due time may enjoy[?]
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wherein your so[r]rows [?]
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Wherefore consider now th[e] [?]
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which may your [?]rts [?]
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You in the grave with all [?]
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tho' you liv[e] here by yo[?]
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