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Poem
July 8, 1737
The Virginia Gazette
Richmond, Williamsburg, Richmond County, Virginia
What is this article about?
Satirical poem mocking the reduction of national interest rates in England, arguing it will curb vices and luxuries among the wealthy, clergy, and society, leading to poverty and moral improvement at the cost of trade.
OCR Quality
95%
Excellent
Full Text
Upon reducing the National Interest, now on Foot in England.
I N vain at our Vices the Parsons exclaim,
The Beau is embroider'd, brocaded the Dame :
Their Preaching avails not. --- See how they're outdone
By a Scheme that is father'd by pious Sir J--o--N :
Our Int'rest reduc'd, our Expences must leen,
And so will our Sins. --- Won't this be a Blessing!
In vile Masquerades nothing now can be spent,
Nor can H---E ---R open Ridotto's in Lent;
To Opera Subscriptions 'twill take off the Itch,
And H---L and F------p will die in a Ditch,
And with 'em likewise our fam'd Harlequin R---CH. M
The Ladies of Pleasure, now under Tuition
Of Old Mother H---. D, and train'd for Fruition,
Instead of Rack Punch, with the Spread-Eagle Jellies,
Must be glad of Leak Broth to fill their damn'd Bellies.
Of Strangers no more shall we bear the Reproaches,
That here the Physicians make Visits in Coaches ;
His full-bottom'd Wig the proud Lawyer must quit,
And his Chariot with Springs the extravagant Cit :
The Tradesmen no longer his Spouse shall regale
At Stepney (on Sundays) with Buns and with Ale.
'Tis hard upon them: but the Bullies and the Beaus
Must all stay at Home, for want of fine Cloaths.
So godly a Change! who will dare to gain-say ? ----
Religion will Flourish, tho' our Trade will decay.
Thus with Poverty blest, we shall starve by Degrees,
And plainly illustrate the Tale of the Bees.
* The Spread-Eagle Chocolate-House, Famous for Jellies.
I N vain at our Vices the Parsons exclaim,
The Beau is embroider'd, brocaded the Dame :
Their Preaching avails not. --- See how they're outdone
By a Scheme that is father'd by pious Sir J--o--N :
Our Int'rest reduc'd, our Expences must leen,
And so will our Sins. --- Won't this be a Blessing!
In vile Masquerades nothing now can be spent,
Nor can H---E ---R open Ridotto's in Lent;
To Opera Subscriptions 'twill take off the Itch,
And H---L and F------p will die in a Ditch,
And with 'em likewise our fam'd Harlequin R---CH. M
The Ladies of Pleasure, now under Tuition
Of Old Mother H---. D, and train'd for Fruition,
Instead of Rack Punch, with the Spread-Eagle Jellies,
Must be glad of Leak Broth to fill their damn'd Bellies.
Of Strangers no more shall we bear the Reproaches,
That here the Physicians make Visits in Coaches ;
His full-bottom'd Wig the proud Lawyer must quit,
And his Chariot with Springs the extravagant Cit :
The Tradesmen no longer his Spouse shall regale
At Stepney (on Sundays) with Buns and with Ale.
'Tis hard upon them: but the Bullies and the Beaus
Must all stay at Home, for want of fine Cloaths.
So godly a Change! who will dare to gain-say ? ----
Religion will Flourish, tho' our Trade will decay.
Thus with Poverty blest, we shall starve by Degrees,
And plainly illustrate the Tale of the Bees.
* The Spread-Eagle Chocolate-House, Famous for Jellies.
What sub-type of article is it?
Satire
What themes does it cover?
Satire Society
Political
Commerce Trade
What keywords are associated?
National Interest
England Vices
Satire Luxury
Economic Reform
Social Decay
Trade Poverty
Poem Details
Title
Upon Reducing The National Interest, Now On Foot In England.
Subject
Reducing The National Interest In England
Form / Style
Rhymed Couplets
Key Lines
I N Vain At Our Vices The Parsons Exclaim,
The Beau Is Embroider'd, Brocaded The Dame :
Our Int'rest Reduc'd, Our Expences Must Leen,
And So Will Our Sins. Won't This Be A Blessing!
Religion Will Flourish, Tho' Our Trade Will Decay.
Thus With Poverty Blest, We Shall Starve By Degrees,
And Plainly Illustrate The Tale Of The Bees.