A cure for lovl [sic] no cure, no pay / [graphic][9 January 1819]eng"A fat ugly man stands in a dilapidated wash-house, one foot on a rough stool, the other trampling on his wig; he gazes up at a noose hanging from a beam, saying, "Oh! my hard Fate!" / Why did I trust her ever?" / What story is not full of Womans Falsehood?" At his feet is a letter: 'You old Fool if you ever [? trouble] me again with your Stupid epistles I will expose you in the public Papers Peggy Perkins.' Below the title: 'No Cure no Pay.' Below the design are eight lines of verse, beginning and ending: 'The one end of a Rope fasten over a beam And make a slip noose at the other extreme, . . . The cricket [stool] kick'd down let him take a fair swing And leave all the rest of the work to the string."--British Museum online catalogueTitle from caption below image.Traces of an earlier imprint following statement of responsibility."London" mostly burnished from plate following imprint.Eight lines of verse below image: The one end of a rope, fasten over a beam and make a slip noose at the other extreme ...