Deseases grewe, distempraunce made mee swell, My parched liuer lusted still for baste, My tympane sounded like a taber well, And nought but wine did like my greedy taste, This vice and moe my life and mee defaste, My face was blowne and blubd with dropsy wanne, And legges more like a monster then a man. 6. So not in shape [and shewe] I onely altered was, My dispositions chaunged mee[682] likewise, For vices make a man [a bull,] a goate, an asse, A swine or horse, (as Poets can comprise) Transforming into beasts by sundry wise Such men as keepe not onely shape of men, But them mishapeth also now and then. 7. Wherefore let who so loues to liue long dayes Without deseases, strong in youthfull state, Beware of _Bacchus’_ booth which all betrayes, The vayle of vices vayne, the hauen of hate, The well of weake delightes, the brande of bate, By which I loste my health, life, realme and fame, [My wealth, my crowne, my scepter, sheelde and name:] And only wan the shrowding sheete of shame. LENUOY. 1. Of this bad vice who shall embrace the loue, And not refraine him selfe there from by grace, Let him bee sure it shall his sence remoue, His beauty reaue, his facts and fame deface, His wealth, strength, health, shall waste and were apace, Hee cannot liue in health till hee bee olde, Nor purchase health and sober fame againe with sowes[683] of golde. 2. The Poets painted _Bacchus_ naked, bare, Because hee doth all secrets deepe disclose, In woemen’s weede because men feebled are, Effeminate them selues to wine dispose, Like wanton childe likewise they faine hee goes, As dronkerds wanton were though nere so olde, Not wonne to sage and sober life with sowes of golde. 3. But naked therefore I suppose hee’s faynde, Because hee makes men naked, poore, and bare: By him they waste away the wealth they gaynde, And plunge them selues in seas of woefull care, Or naked then of vertues all they are, When they to _Bacchus_ bend, both yong and olde, Not wonne to sage and sober life, with sowes of gold. 4. Who loues to liue a wise and godly life, Let him refuse such naked gods to serue: So shall he saue his fame auoyding strife, And right report of all good men deserue. But from my purpose lest I seeme to swerue: There next me thought a Prince I did behold Of vicious life, and thus his fates he did vnfold. How King Varianvs gaue himselfe to the lustes of the flesh, and dyed about the yeare before Christ, 136.[684]