XXI.

Sire and prince-patriarch of hungry starvelings, Lean Aurelius, all that are, that have been, That shall ever in after years be famish'd;

Wouldst thou lewdly my dainty love to folly Tempt, and visibly? thou be near, be joking 5 Cling and fondle, a hundred arts redouble?

O presume not: a wily wit defeated Pays in scandalous incapacitation.

Yet didst folly to fulness add, 'twere all one; Now shall beauty to thirst be train'd or hunger's 10 Grim necessity; this is all my sorrow.

Then hold, wanton, upon the verge; to-morrow Comes preposterous incapacitation.