The honest tradesmans honour vindicated. Or, The bragadocia quel'd, as in this ditty out is held, or, A merry dialogue between a swash blade and an artist of London to vindicate trade: with merry jibes, jears and frumps, to drive melancholly men out of their dumps, pend to make them merry when melancholly doth possess the brain. The tune is, General Monk was a noble man, &c.

Abstract

Imprint suggested by Wing. Verse: "I am a gallant blade indeed ..." Imperfect: trimmed, affecting imprint. Reproduction of original in the British Library.