Then, hostess, fill the pot again, for I pledge them all carouse-a.
[When this is spoken, V. Living must pause a while, and then say as followeth.
O wicked imps, that have such delight,
In evil conversation wicked and abhoninable:
And from virtue's lore withdraw yourselves quite,
And lean to vice most vile and detestable.
How prone and ready we are vice to ensue?
How deaf we be good counsel to hear?
How strange we make it our hearts to renew?
How little we have God's threats in fear?