Scene 26.
Enter Temperance, and Madamoiselle Pleasure.
PLeasure.
O Temperance, I am discredited for ever, the Ladies the Senses are all sick: What shall I do?
Temperance.
You must send for some Doctors.
Pleasure.
What Doctors shall I send for?
Temperance.
Why Old Father Time, he hath practiced long, and hath great Experience; then there is Rest and Sleep, two very good & safe Doctors.
Pleasure.
Send Ease presently to fetch them, bid her make haste.
Exeunt.
Enter the five Senses, as being very sick, yet Touch seems not so sick as melancholy: They all pass silently over the Stage.
Enter Temperance, and Madamoiselle Pleasure.
Pleasure.
Temperance, are the Doctors come?
Temperance.
Yes, and gone again.
Pleasure.
And what have they prescribed?
Temperance.
Abstinence.
Pleasure.
And will that cure them?
Temperance.
They say it will prove a perfect cure: Probatum est.
Pleasure.
The next act I do, shall be to turn away Wanton, Idle, Excess, and Surfet.