So take my advice, tour there in a trice,
These provident paragons view;
So splendid and pretty, so worthy, and witty,
You’ll never have reason to rue.
THE FRACTIOUS FARMER.
A SONG.—1792.
A farmer near Felton, fam’d for vulgar fractions,
Both testy and stubborn in all his transactions;
With fraud and with falsehoods to litigate labours,
A plague to the public, and pest to his neighbours.