This vice and moe my life and mee defaste,
My face was blowne and blubd with dropsy wanne,
And legges more like a monster then a man.
6.
So not in shape [and shewe] I onely altered was,
My dispositions chaunged mee[682] likewise,
For vices make a man A swine or horse, (as Poets can comprise) Transforming into beasts by sundry wise Such men as keepe not onely shape of men,