For Luxury of every Kind,

And raging Lust is there.

Lest Death assail you unprepar’d,

Oppress’d with Sleep and Wine,

And, in a Vomit soul, your Souls

Compel you to resign.

The FOOL.

He goeth after her as an Ox goeth to the Slaughter, or as a Fool to the Correction of the Stocks.

Proverbs vii. 22.