Since laws were made, for every degree,
To curb vice in others, as well as me,
I wonder we han’t better company
Upon Tyburn tree.
But gold from law can take out the sting;
And if rich men, like us, were to swing,
’Twould thin the land, such numbers to string
Upon Tyburn tree.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Easy to see from a song like this how Bertolt Brecht was able to get inspiration for The Threepenny Opera from Gay's work