FELLOWSHIP.
In faith, then will not I come there:
Who hath you these tidings brought?
EVERYMAN.
Indeed, Death was with me here.
FELLOWSHIP.
Now, by God that all hath bought,
If Death were the messenger,
For no man that is living to-day
I will not go that loath journey,
Not for the father that begat me.
EVERYMAN.
Ye promised otherwise, pardy.
FELLOWSHIP.
I wot well I said so truly,
And yet if thou wilt eat and drink, and make good cheer,
Or haunt to women the lusty company,
I would not forsake you, while the day is clear,
Trust me verily.