Chapter 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.