SCENE V.
Enter VANITY.[402]
VAN. O rotten rope, that thou must be so brittle!
Hadst thou but happened to have held a little,
I had taught my princocks against another time
So to presume Dame Fortune's bower to climb.
To make such a 'scape, his hap was very good:
Well, he 'scaped fair, I swear by the rood:
But will you have me say my fantasy,
Quod differtur, non aufertur; for assuredly
The gentleman will never hold himself quiet,
Till once more he come to taste of this diet.
Mark the end.
FOR. Vanity! [From a window.
VAN. Madam.
FOR. Is this roister gone?
VAN. Yea, madam, he is gone.
FOR. Then get thee anon,
And cause my attendants to come away,
For here as now I will no longer stay,
But prosecute this foe of mine so fast
By mischiefs all I may, that at the last
He shall arrive unto a wretched end,
And with repentance learn how to offend
A goddess of my state and dignity.
VAN. Lady, to do your will I hasten willingly.
[VANITY exit.
FORTUNE comes down.