Enter DISSIMULATION and SIMPLICITY hastily.
DISSIMULATION.
Who is that calls for help so lustily?[195]
CONSCIENCE.
Out, alas! thy fellow Usury hath killed Hospitality.
SIMPLICITY.
Now, God's blessing on his heart: why, 'twas time that he was dead:
He was an old churl, with never a good tooth in his head.
And he ne'er kept no good cheer that I could see;
For if one had not come at dinner-time, he should have gone away hungry.
I could never get my belly-full of meat;
He had nothing but beef, bread, and cheese for me to eat.
Now I would have had some pies, or bag-puddings with great lumps of fat;
But, I warrant ye,[196] he did keep my mouth well enough from that.
Faith, and he be dead, he is dead: let him go to the devil, and he will;
Or if he will not go thither, let him even lie there still.
I'll ne'er make wamentation for an old churl,
For he has been a great while, and now 'tis time that he were out
of the worl'.
Enter LUCRE.
LUCRE.
What, Conscience, thou look'st like a poor pigeon, pull'd of late.
CONSCIENCE.
What, Lucre, thou lookest like a whore, full of deadly hate.
LUCRE.
Alas! Lucre, I am sorry for thee, but I cannot weep.[197]
CONSCIENCE.
Alas! Lucre, I am sorry for thee that thou canst no honesty keep:
But such as thou art, such are the[198] attenders on thee,
As appears by thy servant Usury, that hath killed that good member
Hospitality.
SIMPLICITY.
Faith, Hospitality is killed, and hath made his will,
And hath given Dissimulation three trees upon an high hill.