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.