THE
MERRY REVENGE
OR
JOE’S STOMACH IN TUNE.
Crude imposition's like a bow that's bent,
To twang an arrow with an ill intent;
Which being shot, the impenetrable mark,
Redounds it back and wounds the marksman's heart.
ANONYM.
THere are a sort of trades-people in the world, so selfish, and so ignorant, that they vainly imagine a shilling extorted, or imposed, and extraordinarily put into the pocket, is all clear gains and good management; not considering that the smallest imposition may be liable to ruin their reputation for the future; and that a man may easier gain an ill repute than recover a good one. He that would make a fortune by public business, had much better under (illegible text) for as much as the one (illegible text) to the (illegible text), the other (illegible text) away. No (illegible text) will patiently (illegible text) an abuse alike. However it behoves every
