Man. Worldly Affection! abide thou here
For I will go do on this new gear
As Worship doth me counsel.
[Then Man and Pride goeth out.
Wor. Aff. Marry, I shall! with all mine heart!
This good fire and I will not depart;
For very cold mine hands do smart:
It maketh me woe-begone.
Get me a stool! here! may ye not see?
Or else a chair will it not be—
Thou pild knave! I speak to thee;
How long shall I stand? [Enter Gluttony.
Glut. Let him stand, with a foul evil!
[The lower margin is shaved off] the devil
Will ye see—lo! every drivel,
Nowadays I warrant,
Must command as he were a king:
Let him stand on his feet with breeding.
Wor. Aff. What, Gluttony! I can tell thee one thing:
In faith you will be shent!
Glut. Why?
Wor. Aff. My master hath sent Sensuality
To seek thee all about the country—
Spakest thou not with him?
Glut. Yes, parde!
I know all his intent;
And, thereupon, I am come here
For to await; but wottest thou where
Our master is now?
Wor. Aff. Nay, I wot ne'er;
I am not very certain
But Pride and he together be gone.
He said he would come again, anon,
Within an hour or twain.
Tarry thou here, and go not away!
I will go break my fast and I may,
For I ate never a morsel this day. [Then he goeth out.
Glut. Marry! that is a thing:
Go when thou wilt, I will abide.
My stomach he shall not rule or guide
That is now fasting—
Nay, of all thing earthly I hate to fast;
Four times a day I make repast;
Or thrice as I suppose.
And, when I am well fed
Then get I me to a soft bed
My body to repose;
There take I a nap or twain.
Up I go straight and to it again;
Though nature be not ready,
Yet have I some meat of delight,
For to provoke th' appetite
And make the stomach greedy.
After all this needs I must
Sometime follow the wanton lust