Your higher chakras need urgent tuning!
And now some verses by a worthy bard seeking their music.
(One could also see it as the first ever poem praising usur..errrr... banking)
The Ghost by Charles Churchill
(extract on Amyand)
The independent Amyand came,
All burning with the sacred flame
Of liberty, which well he knows
On the great stock of slavery grows,
Like sparrow, who, deprived of mate
Snatch'd by the cruel hand of Fate,
From spray to spray no more will hop,
But sits alone on the house-top ;
Or like himself, when all alone
At Croydon, he was heard to groan.
Lifting both hands in the defence
Of interest, and common sense ;
Both hands, for as no other man
adopted and pursued his plan,
The left hand had been lonesome quite,
If he had not held up the right :
Apart he came, and fix'd his eyes
With rapture on a distant prize,
On which, in letters worthy note,
There, twenty thousand pounds, was Wrote.
False trap, for credit sapp'd is found
By getting twenty thousand pound
Nay, look not thus on me, and stare.
Doubting the certainty — to swear
In such a case I should he loath —
But Perry Gust may take his oath.
etc etc
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Originally Posted by yanni
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