WIT.
Indeed, they that use a good conscience cannot suddenly be rich.
But I'll not dwell with ye: you are too simple a master for me.
WILL.
Nor I'll not dwell with you for all this world's treasure.
SIMPLICITY.
No? Why, whom serve you, Will?
WILL.
I serve my Lord Pleasure.
SIMPLICITY.
And whom serve you, Wit?
WIT.
I serve my Lord Policy.
SIMPLICITY.
And whom serve you, Wealth?
WEALTH.
I serve my Lord Pomp.
SIMPLICITY. You should be served all with my Lord Birchley, if you were well served. These lads are so lordly that louts care not for them; for Wealth serves Pomp, Wit serves Policy, and Will serves Pleasure. Wealth, will you buy this picture for your lord? [Shew Tarlton's picture.
WEALTH.
No: it is too base a present for Pomp.