Poetical Economics
Pocock, Thomas Love. 1825. “Pan in Town.” In The works of Thomas Love Peacock: including his novels, poems (London: R. Bentley and Son, 1875): pp. 222-27, p. 222.
http://books.google.com/books?id=RWAJAAAAQAAJ&pg=PA222&lpg=PA222&dq=%E2%80%9Cpromises+of+payment/Are+neither+food+nor+raiment%E2%80%9D.&source=bl&ots=w9jgl1Sm5l&sig=BWTx8CJgoUPpjYRTzGAp5Bft_NM&hl=en&ei=3-ZhSrH2GIOoswOQyohn&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=1
“The country Banks are breaking:
The London banks are shaking:
E’en quakers now are quaking:
Experience seems to settle,
That paper is not metal,
And promises of payment
Are neither food nor raiment.”
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great posit. a poem is worth a thousand pounds sterling of hollow punditry.
i love it! here is one of mine:
The rich man reaches
in his pockets full of gold;
Poor man for his balls.