Where art thou, my Goods and riches?”
No sooner had he called, than the curtains before one of the recesses on the stage slid back, and disclosed a man richly dressed, seated within. Before him money-bags were piled, and huge chests containing gold and precious stones.
“Who calleth me?” (said Goods). “Everyman? What haste thou hast!...
What would ye have, lightly me say.”
So Everyman began to relate his trouble, while Goods gazed at him with his cold inhuman eyes.
“Therefore, I pray thee, go with me,”
concluded Everyman, falteringly;
“For, peradventure, thou may’st before God Almighty
My reckoning help to clean and purify;
For it is said ever among