Will discount, but sue on each bill;
Having shown the way that life should be seen,
By emptying the pockets of Verdant Green.
Whole ages have fled, and their works decay’d,
And nations have scatter’d been;
But the cunning old Jew will ne’er cease to drain
The life-blood of each Verdant Green.
And old “Shent per shent,” in his lonely days,
Will e’er chuckle o’er the past,
As he crones of the fortunes that Christians raise