But hark you, Master Lust, if I may do you pleasure,
Whisper, whisper.
Lust. She is called Treasure.[324]
O, my heart is on fire, till she come in place.
Inc. O Master Lust, she hath an amiable face;[325]
A tricker, a trimmer, in faith that she is,
The goddess of wealth, prosperity, and bliss.
Lust. But think you that this minion long endure shall?
Inc. For ever and ever, man, she is immortal.