Dialogue.
Glutton.—My belly I do deify.
Echo.—Fie.
Glutton.—Who curbs his appetite's a fool.
Echo.—Ah! fool!
Glutton.—I do not like this abstinence.
Echo.—Hence!
Glutton.—My joy's a feast, my wish is wine.
Echo.—Swine.
Glutton.—We epicures are happy truly.