And after we will not tarry long,
But go hence with a merry song.

PRIDE.
Let us begin all at once.

YOUTH.
Now have at thee, by Cock's bones,
And soon let us go!

[_Exeunt Pride, Youth, Riot, and Lechery_.]

CHARITY.
Lo, masters, here you may see beforne,
That the weed overgroweth the corn:
Now may ye see all in this tide,
How vice is taken, and virtue set aside.
Yonder ye may see youth is unstable,
But evermore changeable;
And the nature of men is frail,
That he wotteth not what may avail
Virtue for to make.
O good Lord, it is a pitiful case,
Sith God hath lent man wit and grace
To choose of good and evil,
That man should voluntarily
To such things himself apply,
That his soul should spill.

HUMILITY.