Eleven-Cent Cotton, Forty-Cent Meat

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I don't know if Clough's "Spectator ab Extra" has ever been set to music, but it might well be:

They may talk all they like about what they call pelf,
And how one ought never to think of oneself,
How the pleasures of thought surpass eating and drinking --
_My_ pleasure of thought is the pleasure of thinking
How pleasant it is to have money, heigh-ho!
How pleasant it is to have money!