Have they not check’d our trade?
“The nobles, while their winnings
Like nuggets clog the sieve
That ours drop through, would not eschew
Their royal rule: ‘To others do
What makes them humbly live.’
“And shall we not live humbly
Who but our pride restrain?
And buy at home more homely goods?”—
“Buy homespun!”[25] rang from bay to woods.