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ACT III. (Book 3)
TUrn Religious! I wou'd I had his Conscience in a Cloven Stick, that made me first think of Re∣ligion.
It was that Ape in White, that Boy Seraphino, made us turn Religious.
Ay, a dissembling little Hypocrite, he told us the finest Tales of Paradice, and what fine Lives we shou'd lead when we came there, that, I'gad, 'twou'd have made a Turk turn'd Toper, to have heard him; and now all our promis'd Pleasures are turn'd to Tears and Grimmaces.
And Sighing and Sobbing.
And Knocking your Breast, and Thumping your hard Heart, to know whether Goodman Frailty be within, or no: If these be the Pleasures of Religion, I'gad, I'll be Hang'd be∣fore I'll follow 'em; I have led such a Life of Sorrow, Brother, since yesterday, that a Dog is not able to indure the Fasting and Praying I have undergone.
I wonder, Brother Hersius, what the Pleasures of Elizium are?
Why, I fancied you must know that in every Corner there, I shou'd have found a Young Handsome Wench ready to have devour'd me; but there's no such Pleasure in Religion as I can find.