WILL. And my lord is not Pleasure sprung of Voluptuousness, but of such honourable and kind conceit as heaven and humanity well brooks and allows: Pleasure pleasing, not pernicious. WIT. Who would have thought that Will had been so philosophous? But what means the word _Pour temps_ in the shield for time? WILL. Wit, shall I call the[e] fool? the best pleasure of all lasts but a time: For of all pleasures most pleasing to sight, Methinks there is none to the falcon's high flight; Yet diseases end it: the breach of a wing, Nay, the breach of a feather, spoils that sweet thing. WIT. And so my master hath the 'vantage, will ye or no. Pomp and Pleasure may be ill. WILL. May not Policy be bad? WEALTH. Wit, well-overtaken by Will, that crafty lad. WIT. A crafty goose: the gander gives him health. Bad Policy's seldom found in so Christian a commonwealth As London is, I trust, where my master is a lord. WILL. And ours so too. WEALTH. Well, let us accord; For Wit's a good thing, yet may be ill-applied. WIT. And so may Wealth, be it employed in pride, And Will worst of all, when it disdains a guide. WILL. A Jackanapes hath wit. WIT. And so he hath Will. WEALTH. But he never hath Wealth: now ye are both still. WIT. Yes, he wears a chain.[234] WILL. Well-spoke, and like a bearward. WEALTH. If ye be _non plus_, let the matter fall. WILL. Wit, dost thou see? thus goes Wealth away with all. WIT. Let's reason no further, for we shall have glee. Here is a challenger to our shields: step we aside. _Enter_ SIMPLICITY _in bare black, like a poor citizen_. WILL. He will eat them, I think, for he gapes very wide. WEALTH. Say nothing to him, and ye shall see the fool go by. WILL. Sirrah, gape not so wide for fear of a fly. SIMPLICITY. Fly, flam-flurt! Why, can a fly do hurt? WIT. Yea, have ye not heard that the fly hath her spleen, And the ant her gall? SIMPLICITY. My uncle hath so, I ween; for it's an angry old fellow, When his gall runs over: children, good day; Whose pretty lads are you three? WIT. Three! are you sure? SIMPLICITY. I'll not swear, till I have told you: one, two, three. WILL. I beshrew thee. SIMPLICITY. Me, boy? Why, I am beshrewed already, for I am married. WEALTH. Then, thou hast a wife. SIMPLICITY. Yea, I would thou hadd'st her, if thou could'st stay her tongue. WEALTH. I thy wife, man! Why, I am too young. SIMPLICITY. And I am too old. But in good earnest, good boys--be not angry that I call you boys, for ye are no men yet: ye have no beards, and yet I have seen boys angry for being called boys. Forsooth they would be called youths: well, yet a boy is a boy, and a youth is a youth.--Well, if ye be not ashamed of the boy, good boys, whose boys are ye? WIT. No whit ashamed, sir, of that that we are, nor ashamed at all of those whom we serve? for boys we be, and as we be, we serve the three Lords of London: to wit, Policy, Pomp, and Pleasure. SIMPLICITY. A pretty-spoken child, and a pretty wit.