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<NAME>John Pas</NAME>
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<HEAD>The Trade&s;man's Lamentation: OR THE Mechanicks Complaint.</HEAD>
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<L>WHat Learned Doctor hath &s;uch Skill profound,</L>
<L>Can rai&s;e up <HI>Trade</HI> which now lies on the ground</L>
<L>Ga&s;ping for breath? Except &s;ome cour&s;e be taken</L>
<L>I fear, of it we &s;hall be quite for&s;aken;</L>
<L>Which holds not onely up our <HI>City's</HI> Wall</L>
<L>But <HI>Cititiz'ns</HI> too, who &s;hortly el&s;e will fall:</L>
<L>For <HI>Trading</HI> Chiefly doth uphold the Land,</L>
<L>And <HI>Money</HI> gives it Legs whereon to &s;tand;</L>
<L>Both which are fled, and left's in de&s;peration,</L>
<L>Which is the Subject of this Lamentation.</L>
<L>Walk any where, in Shops, i'th'Streets, or Lanes;</L>
<L>Not <HI>One</HI> alone, but <HI>All</HI> in <HI>One</HI> complains,</L>
<L><HI>Money</HI>'s &s;o &s;carce, and <HI>Trading</HI> is &s;o dead,</L>
<L>That <HI>Trade&s;men</HI> now can &s;car&s;ly buy them bread,</L>
<L>And to maintain them decent, and their Charge</L>
<L>From beggery and want; it were a task too large</L>
<L>For to recount their mi&s;ery, I prote&s;t</L>
<L>By this rude Pen it cannot be expre&s;t.</L>
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<L>But &s;tay; Methinks it &s;eemeth &s;omewhat &s;trange,</L>
<L>Though each thing's turn'd, that <HI>Trading</HI> too &s;hould change:</L>
<L>For though Di&s;tractions we have had great &s;tore,</L>
<L>Such <HI>Trade</HI> as then was, never will be more.</L>
<L>We hop'd tho&s;e Flames had buryed been in a&s;hes,</L>
<L>But they (like Lightning &s;till break out in fla&s;hes;</L>
<L>'Tis greatly fear'd (<HI>Trade</HI> making &s;uch a &s;tand)</L>
<L>Some greater Revolution's nigh at hand.</L>
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<L>Then what's the rea&s;on <HI>Trading</HI>'s &s;uch a &s;lave,</L>
<L>Seeing we great Peace with every Nation have:</L>
<L>The <HI>Spaniard</HI> &s;ends us Gold, the <HI>Ru&s;&s;ian</HI> Silks good &s;tore,</L>
<L>Methinks 'tis very &s;trange that <HI>Trade</HI> &s;hould be &s;o poor!</L>
<L>I fear, 'tis this whereat the <HI>Trade&s;man</HI> frets,</L>
<L>Great men are grown &s;o high, they &s;corn to pay their debts:</L>
<L>Then <HI>Trade&s;men</HI> &s;urely, mu&s;t of force be poor,</L>
<L>When as the Rich, run on the Poor-man's &s;core.</L>
<L>Nay, that's not all, for it is daily known,</L>
<L>A man dares &s;carcely ask them for his own.</L>
<L><HI>Trade&s;men</HI> mu&s;t needs be poor I really think,</L>
<L>When they are only paid with Dam and Sink;</L>
<L>Who make a man believe they'd run him through:</L>
<L>But God be thank'd there's Law for &s;uch as you;</L>
<L>Such Tricks as the&s;e &s;eem very much unfit,</L>
<L>T'eat Poor mens Meat, and give them ne'r a bit.</L>
<L>This, this is it, that makes our <HI>Trading</HI> &s;hake,</L>
<L>And cau&s;e us poor Mechanicks for to quake.</L>
<L>Well, I could wi&s;h &s;ome cour&s;e with't might be taken,</L>
<L>T<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">at poor Men and <HI>Trade</HI> may not be quite for&s;aken.</L>
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<L>Another rea&s;on's here wor&s;e then the other,</L>
<L>We are &s;o hateful grown towards one another;</L>
<L>Which cau&s;ed is by &s;ome Phanatick brain,</L>
<L>That does both Truth and Ju&s;tice now di&s;dain;</L>
<L>Whether they be <HI>Trapanners, Pimping Secti&s;ts, Nippers,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Tarpaulins, Currers, Quakers</HI> or <HI>Dippers,</HI></L>
<L>No matter what; They &s;o much &s;trife have made,</L>
<L>They break the Peace and &s;poile our daily <HI>Trade.</HI></L>
<L>Well, I do hope ere long, that by degrees,</L>
<L>Our Nation may be purg'd of &s;uch as the&s;e.</L>
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<L>To find a fourth, I need not long to &s;tand,</L>
<L>We have &s;uch Grand Intruders in our Land,</L>
<L>Who take our <HI>Money,</HI> and our <HI>Trading</HI> too</L>
<L>Out of our hands, and poor <HI>Trade&s;men</HI> undoe;</L>
<L>Who do our daily <HI>Trading</HI> much entrench,</L>
<L>Ask who they be? I an&s;wer, th' <HI>Dutch,</HI> and <HI>French:</HI></L>
<L>The&s;e take our maintainance from out our hands,</L>
<L>Th' <HI>Dutch</HI> Fi&s;h our <HI>Sea,</HI> th' <HI>French</HI> fi&s;h our <HI>Trade</HI> by land</L>
<L>Now Fellow-Subjects, the&s;e things are not fair,</L>
<L>That nothing will go off that's <HI>Engli&s;h</HI> Ware:</L>
<L>But if a <HI>French man</HI> puts it out to &s;ale</L>
<L>Though ne'r &s;o bad, of 's price he &s;hall not faile;</L>
<L>Our <HI>Engli&s;h</HI> mu&s;t them give (oh 'tis a grief to tell!)</L>
<L>One portion of their Wares, the other for to &s;ell.</L>
<L>Our <HI>Engli&s;h</HI> Subjects, by &s;uch means as the&s;e</L>
<L>(Without a &s;peedy help) their Freedome &s;oon will lee&s;e.</L>
<L>But to Conclu&s;ion I mu&s;t ha&s;te a pace,</L>
<L>And on this &s;ubject will no longer trace:</L>
<L>But wi&s;h &s;ome remedy may &s;oon be made</L>
<L>To help the Poor, and to &s;upport our <HI>Trade:</HI></L>
<L>Then I, with Loyal hearts will ever &s;ing</L>
<L>Our <HI>Trade</HI> re-flouri&s;hes;) <HI>GOD SAVE THE KING.</HI></L>
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<BYLINE><HI>By</HI> J. Brokeman, <HI>formerly a rich (but now decayed) Trade&s;man.</HI></BYLINE>
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<P><HI>LONDON,</HI> Printed for the Author. 166<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter"></P>
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