_Wor. Aff._ By my faith! he said but reason-- But all the remanent be well retained? _Sens._ Yea, be ye sure it is matter unfeigned; And wot ye who is greatly disdained With our master now? _Pride._ Who? _Sens._ By God! even Shamefacedness. When he shall do any such excess No shame can fear him, doubtless, I may say to you. _Pride._ No! then the craft were nought. But now, sirs! well bethought, Sith the matter is hereto brought, It is time for me To go and make some provision Of garments after the new invention, As he commanded me to be done: Thereto must I see. For it is committed to my negligence; And, if he come hither while I am hence, I pray thee excuse mine absence. _Sens._ Yea, and mine also! _Pride._ Why, wilt thou go with me? _Sens._ Will I, quod a? yea, parde! It is according for Sensuality With Pride for to go. [SENS. _and_ PRIDE _go out_. _Wor. Aff._ Now the matter is almost in good case, After the world's mind and pleasure; There is no more but now must I compass, With all my wit and busy endeavour, How it may be stablished and continued sure. For, a little fantasy of man's own will May quail this matter, and utterly it spill. And if he vary again Of scruple imagination, Or else by the suggestion Of the foresaid Reason, One thing I am certain-- He will no longer me support; And that were a shrewd crank dort. Therefore, it is best that I resort To my master's presence, And see of what demeanour he is. I am greatly to blame, I wis, For that I saw him not or this Sith he departed hence. [_He goeth out and_ REASON _cometh in_. _Rea._ O good Lord! to whom shall I complain And show the sorrows of my mind? And nothing for mine own cause, certain; But only for the decay of mankind; Which now, of late, is waxen so blind That he hath despised and forsaken me, And followeth every motion of his Sensuality. What availed at the beginning That Nature committed me to his service? And charged me that, before all thing, Of all his guiding I should take th' enterprise When he lusteth not to follow mine advice, But followeth th' appetites of his sensual affection, As a brute beast that lacketh reason? And yet, notwithstanding That he doth me disdain, I will resort to him again; And do my labour and busy pain To assay if I can him refrain From such beastly living. But, first will I stand hereby, In secret manner, to espy Some token of grace in him, whereby I may discern and find That he hath any shamefacedness After his great surfeit and excess; And, if it be so, doubtless, It shall content my mind. [REASON _goeth aside_. MAN _cometh in_ [_followed by_ WOR. AFFEC.