He hath had long talk with Carnal Cogitation,
And is set on fire by the means of Elation,
So that he is so lusty, he cannot abide,
Therefore one or other for him must be spied.
Inc. Well, Greedy-gut, I pray thee, go and make haste.
Gre. Tush, fear not, chill spend no time in waste.
Inc. I had rather than forty pence that he were come;
If I be bridled long, I shall be undone.
So sharp is this snaffle, called Restraint,