Enter Inclination, the Vice.
Inc. Now, by my halidom, it is alone a:
Better sport in my life I never saw,
It is trim, I tell you, to dance with John and Jone a,
We pass not a point for God nor his law:
But Lust is lusty, and full of porridge:
Cogitation and he in one bed doth lie.
When here is Master Just, with his cank'red courage,
What, and old doting Sapience! then I am dressed, I.
So often already Just hath me restrained,