So pasteboard bubbles rise from paper skulls.
Madness must surely be the town's disease
When knaves get money by such whims as these."
Three. Trade to Harborough.
"You that delight to take up foreign linen,
At Harbro' made, a little town near Bremen,
Encourage trade abroad for time to come,
And, like kind fools, neglect your own at home."
Four. Saltpetre.
"Come all ye black infernal powder makers,