_Man._ Well, man! there is no more to do; That we cannot have we must forego; There is none other remedy. Lo, Worldly Affection! now mayst thou see Thy counsel was nought that thou gavest me. _Wor. Aff._ No more it was truly! _Man._ Yea, I told thee as much before, It is good to be sure evermore; Therefore, now let us go And resort again to our old hostess: That is the best way now, as I guess. _Wor. Aff._ Yea, hardely do so! [_Then they three go out,_ [SENSUALITY _remaining_,] _and_ PRIDE _cometh in_. _Pride._ Sirs! remember ye that this other day Man promised me, even in his stead, That I should with him dwell; and now, I hear say The wild worm is come into his head; So that by Reason only he is led: It may well be so; but, I am sure That Reason shall not alway with him endure. Methinketh that Sensuality doth not his part According to the duty of his office; For, nobody can better turn a man's heart, Nor yet a readier mean devise To put away such foolish fantasy, Than Sensuality if he lust to assay, For he is chief ruler when Reason is away. _Sens._ [_coming forward_]. Yea, a ruler will I be though Reason say Nay. _Pride._ Ah, Sensuality! welcome, by this day! What, tidings good? _Sens._ Yea, by my fay! As good as can be told. I have brought this man to his old guise. _Pride._ Hast thou so? _Sens._ Yea, on warrantise! _Pride._ Now, forsooth! I give thee prick and praise; Thou art worth thy weight of gold. Of this tidings I am glad and fain; But shall I be welcome to him again And all our company? _Sens._ Yea, hardely! As welcome as ever ye were before. _Pride._ God's blessing have thine heart, therefore; Thus am I in thy debt, more and more. _Sens._ Japes! why say ye so? _Pride._ For--I speak it after my mind-- Thou art to me alway so kind. But, where shall I our master find? To him will I go. _Sens._ He is busy--hark! in your ear-- With little Margery--ye wot where? And, as soon as I had brought him there I came my way apace. And, because he should not be alone, I left with him Worldly Affection, And other errand had I none. Now to this place, But even to show you what is done; And from hence I must anon, For to seek another companion To give attendance. _Pride._ Who is that? _Sens._ Marry! Gluttony. Our master calleth for him busily-- Sawest thou him not? _Pride._ No, certainly! To my remembrance.