The Second Part.
LEt's ee'n jogg on to Hampstead then; and talk it out, where we may Look about us.
True man's a meddling-Coxcomb, and there's an end on't. An Eves-dropping-Cur, to bolt in upon us out of a Closet so.
'Tis as I told ye,* 1.1 Bumpkin, and ye may lay it down for a Maxim; that SWEARING and LYING Governs the World.
Why what do ye think of Canting, Cousening, Plotting, Poysoning, Supplanting, Suborning.
'Tis all from the Same Root, and the Conning of This Lesson makes ye Master of your Trade.
Of what Trade, as thou lov'st me?
The Trade of Mankind, Bumpkin; the Trade of Knavery: The Trade of turning Dirt into Gold: The Trade of Advancing Rascalls, and Overturning Governments; the Trade of taking the Covenant with One hand, and Cutting a Throat with the Other; the Trade of the Temple-walks; The honest Affidavit-Trade.
But dost thou call this an Honest Trade, Citt?
Yes, yes, Bumpkin, it is a very Honest Trade that a man's the Better for; and he's a very Honest Man too that lives by his Calling. Why it brings Power, and Reputation along with it; nay and it brings Mony too, that brings Everything.
Reputation say'st thou? why they're two of the Damn'dest Qualities in Nature.
And yet these two Damn'd Qualities, as thou cal'st them, got the Better of the Late King; and afterward of the Commons; and after That, of the Protector; and to be Plain with ye, Bum∣kin, 'tis all that we our selves have to trust to.
I cannot imagine what kind of Swearing and Lying it is that ye speak of.