3547 Singers with harpës, baudës, 3548 waferers, 3549 Which be the very devil’s officers, To kindle and blow the fire of lechery, That is annexed unto gluttony. The Holy Writ take I to my witnéss, That luxury is in wine and drunkenness. 3550 Lo, how that drunken Lot unkindëly 3551 Lay by his daughters two unwittingly, So drunk he was he knew not what he wrought. Heródes, who so well the stories sought, 3552 When he of wine replete was at his feast, Right at his owen table gave his hest 3553 To slay the Baptist John full guiltëless. Seneca saith a good word, doubtëless: He saith he can no differencë find Betwixt a man that is out of his mind,