Not how to spend, but how to live;
And, when they paid their tavern score,
Resolv’d to enter it no more:
No vintner’s jilt in all the hive
Could wear now cloth of gold, and thrive; 360
Nor Torcol such vast sums advance,
For Burgundy and Ortolans;
The courtier’s gone that with his miss
Supp’d at his house on Christmas peas;
Spending as much in two hours stay, 365