Then he passed through the door and was soon with the throng
Who by torchlight were marching the forest along.
And 'twas lucky he did; for the Abbot inquired
After him, who to walk by his side he desired.
When a lecture he gave which the folly proved quite
Of rich dainties employing to cure appetite.
"They're the seed," he remarked, "of nigh ev'ry disease
Which frail mortals invent, them to rob of their ease.
What is gout, may I ask, but these victuals condensed