And you shall behold the same in this glass,
As a document both profitable and sage.
Both Lust and Treasure come forth with speed
Into the shop of the most mighty God,
There shall you be beaten to powder indeed,
And for your abusion feel his scourge and rod.
Inc. By Saint Mary! then they have made a wise match,
I pretend therefore to leap over the hatch:
Nay, let me depart, sirs; stop me not, I say,
For I must remain, though both these decay. [Go out.