INCLINATION.
I warrant ye; therefore you must be familiar with her;
When she commeth in place,
You must her embrace
Somewhat handsomely,
Least she think it danger,
Because you are a stranger,
To come in your company.
WIT.
I warrant thee, Inclination, I will be busy:
Oh, how Wit longs to be in Wisdom’s company!
[Enter Lady Vanity singing, and beckoning with her hand.]
VANITY.
Come hither, come hither, come hither, come:
Such cheer as I have, thou shalt have some.
MORE.
This is Lady Vanity, I’ll hold my life:—
Beware, good Wit, you take not her to wife.
INCLINATION.
What, unknown honesty? a word in your ear.
[She offers to depart.]
You shall not be gone as yet, I swear:
Here’s none but friends, you need not to fray;
This young gentleman loves ye, therefore you must stay.
WIT.
I trust in me she will think no danger,
For I love well the company of fair women;
And though to you I am a stranger,
Yet Wit may pleasure you now and then.
VANITY.
Who, you? nay, you are such a holy man,
That to touch on you dare not be bold;
I think you would not kiss a young woman,
If one would give ye twenty pound in gold.