Truth is its own reward?

The Business Of Wit

The business of wit is that heavy trade
From which there's hardly money to be made,
But enemies await – but bide their time –
To make that wit seem that it is the crime.

Since money is not principal that weighs
Much on the mind of whom with versing plays,
It's interest which accrues to the writing of
A thing, or a thought, just might someone love.

If praise were money, starving still would be
Who get into things like mere versery,
Because praise and money equal suit
The fellows who their verses care to bruit.

Frederick