Hon. Away; we are betrayd. [Exeunt all but Poverty.
Time. Get thou too after,
Thou needy bare companion; go for ever,
For ever, I conjure thee: make no answer. [Exit Poverty.
Anth. What mak'st thou here, Time? thou that to this Minute, never stood still by me?
Time. I have brought thee succour;
And now catch hold, I am thine: The god of riches
(Compell'd by him that saw thy miseries,
The ever just and wakeful Jove, at length)
Is come unto thee: use him as thine own;
For 'tis the doom of Heaven: he must obey thee.
Anth. Have I found pity then?
Time. Thou hast; and Justice
Against those false seducers of thine honor:
Come, give him present helps. [Exit Time.
Industry and the Arts discovered.
Plut. Come Industry,
Thou friend of life; and next to thee, rise Labour;
[Plutus stamps. Labour rises.
Rise presently: and now to your employments;
But first conduct this mortal to the rock.