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(1) CHange Alleys so thin that a Man may now walk, And if hell but listen, may hear himself talk: For, since the Suppression of Bubbles in June, Those clamorous Catches are quite out of Tune. No more of the Hubbles nor Bubbles we see, But all the whole Nation attends the South Sea. (2) The Salts and the Fisherys likewise are gone; All the Stock of the Bubbles is swallowd in one, Which (barring the Ruin of all other Trade) Is the cleverest Project that ever was made: For now the Contrivers are tipt with a Fee, If they Souse the Subscribers into the South Sea. (3) What Numbers have got that insatiable Itch, And endless Ambition of still growing rich? The Man that was formerly worth but a Plumb Till he makes it a Million, keeps gnawing his Thumb; For that is the least, as the Wisemen agree Can content an Adventurer in the South Sea. (4) All the Town is so eager their Fortune to try, That no body can the Temptation deny: So craftily laid is the Scheme of the Gin, That some of the Parsons themselves are drawn in, Which of these would choose an Archbishop to be, To refuse a Directorship in the South Sea. (5) What Numbers of upstart Figures we meet Set up by Stockjobbing in every Street? Theyre so fond of their Arms when they come to approach They can hardly for Staring, get into their Coach; But when we examine their true Pedigree, We trace their Original from the South Sea.
(6) This Gold sanded Ocean is not like the rest But is quite of a different Nature possest, It is such as no other Sea yet ever had, Instead of preventing, twill make People mad, Distracting their Reason to such a Degree, That head-long they throw themselves in the South Sea. (7) Tis a comical Sight to behold the Deceit Of all Ranks of Men met each other to cheat, To see my L---d Duke make a Rout and ado In a Coffee-house Crowd with a politick Jew, The most Orthodox now a Days reckoned is He Whose Stock is all Capital in the South Sea. (8) This Mystery some would pretend to explain, While those that get Money but laugh at their Pain The wisest of all with their Racket and Rout, Find it just like a Tub with the Bottom knockt out; The Cream of the Jest is with those that make free, With the general Scramble amidst the South Sea. (9) Like Pharaohs lean Kine that devoured the fat, It has knockd down the puny Contrivances flat, But if I mistake not, Ive read that his Host, And himself in the Red Sea were utterly lost: He thought to get Riches, and why should not we, Remember the Red, when we cross the South Sea?
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