THE
Wonderful Praise of Money,
Or An account of the many Evils that attend the ill Use thereof.
Money when Us'd and not Abus'd,
will do Men good we know;
But when they shall consume it all,
it proves their overthrow.
Tune of, Ye Ladies of London.
This may be Printed, R.P.
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WIll you know why the old Misers adore
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their Coffers of ill-gotten Treasure?
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Always a griping and grinding the Poor,
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until he has Wealth out of measure:
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'Cause he has nothing else he can trust,
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he seldom is found any Spender;
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But in his troubles away to his Chest,
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thus Money is all his defender.
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He that is with a great plenty possest,
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how ought he to honour and prize it?
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Being a thing that is much in request,
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and there is but few that despise it:
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For there is none can live without it,
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counted more sweeter than Honey,
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For if a Man should have ne'r so much Wit,
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he cannot buy Land without Money.
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Mind but the Story, which here I have Pen'd,
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and then you will find the Conclusion,
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Money that many times proves a Man's Friend,
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as often it makes a Confusion:
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Yet when a Man shall meet with a Foe,
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whose looks are as sowr as Sorrel,
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And shall supply him with many a dry blow,
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this Money will end all the Quarrel.
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For when the Duel is over and past,
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and both are resolv'd to be Merry,
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Then to the Tavern they hurry at last,
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where over a Glass of Canary,
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Love they unite, the anger's forgot,
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their Hearts are as light as a Feather,
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But it was Money that payed the shot,
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which brought them so loving together.
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SOme that have Money will Traverse the Law,
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for good they will never be doing,
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But labour always to keep Men in awe,
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ne'r pleased with nothing but Ruine:
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Passionate Men will trouble encrease,
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for Malice is always in action,
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Money that oftentimes maketh the Peace,
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as often doth cause a Distraction.
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Some Men they will be with Money high flown,
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as having not Wisdom to use it,
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Then it were better they never had none,
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then have it and highly abuse it:
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For when a Man meets one that is fair,
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who calls him her Joy and her Honey,
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He may be cunningly catcht in a Snare,
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and all for the sake of his Money.
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But the true vallue will further appear,
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then hath in this present Relation,
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Souldiers for Money will Fight without fear,
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and vanquish the Foes of the Nation:
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Like Loyal Souls, they scorn for to flye,
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therefore we have cause to adore them,
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Give them but Money they'l Fight till they dye,
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or cut down and clear all before them.
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Thus having told you what money can do,
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and likewise the Evils attend it,
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Yet amongst Soldiers there is but a few,
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but that will willingly spend it:
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Each with his Lass then seldom is sad,
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but many fine Nick-nacks affords her,
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'Cause too much Money will make a Man Mad,
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each hates to be counted a hoarder.
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Money we find is a delicate thing,
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by every Person requir'd,
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Therefore my Customers, if you will bring
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this, then I have what I desir'd;
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Everyone which is in this Throng,
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if kindnesses you will shew any,
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Pray now be willing to buy this New Song,
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the Price of it is but a Penny.
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