_Rea._ Christ grant you therein good continuance! To be ever of the same mind and intent. But now, will ye call to your remembrance For what cause ye be hither sent? I hold it well done, and right expedient That ye were brought unto the world's presence. _Man._ Be it so! in God's name I pray you go we hence! _Rea._ And will ye that I shall for you declare Unto the world the cause of your coming, What is your intent, and what person ye are? _Man._ Yea! I would be glad that everything Be done even after your devising. _Sens._ Shall I then stand as I were tongue-tied? _Man._ Yea, hardely! till Reason have said. _Rea._ Sir World! it is the mind and also pleasure Of lady Nature, as she bade us to you tell, That ye accept and receive this her creature With you, for a season here to dwell; Desiring you heartily to entreat him well, With all the favour that ye can devise; Wherein ye shall do her great pleasure and service. _The World._ Sirs! ye be welcome to us heartily. Your message is to us right acceptable. Be ye assured there is nothing earthly To us so joyful, nor yet so delectable, As to be acquainted with persons honourable; Namely, such as ye seem to be, Men of high honour and of great dignity. And, as touching the message that ye have brought, Have thereof the full mind and intent; Assuring you that our busy thought Shall be to do dame Nature's commandment. And, thereunto, we will be diligent To do her pleasures in that we may; And so we would ye should to her say. And where ye show unto me that this man Is ordained to reign here, in this empery I assent well; for, or nature began To shape the world she thought finally To ordain man therein to occupy; He to take upon him as mighty governor, Having all things subdued to his power. Wherefore, I receive greatly his coming. Mankind, sir, heartily welcome ye be! Ye are the person, without feigning, That I have evermore desired to see: Come! let me kiss you. O, benedicite! Ye be all naked! alas, man! why thus? I make you sure it is right perilous. _Man._ I thank you; but I need none other vesture; Nature hath clothed me as yet sufficiently. Guiltless of sin, and as a maiden pure, I wear on me the garment of innocency. _Inno._ Yea, hardely wear that garment continually: It shall thy body sufficiently safeguard From stormy weather, my life to jeopard. _The World._ Be peace, fair woman! ye are not very wise; Care ye not if this body take cold? Ye must consider this is not paradise, Nor yet so temperate by a thousandfold. Whoso liveth here, be he young or old, He must suffer both fervent cold and heat; And be out of temperance oft time in his diet.