The sickness hot, a master quit, for fear, <br />His house in town, and left one servant there; <br />Ease him corrupted, and gave means to know <br /> <br />A Cheater, and his punk; who now brought low, <br />Leaving their narrow practice, were become <br />Cozeners at large; and only wanting some <br />House to set up, with him they here contract, <br />Each for a share, and all begin to act. <br />Much company they draw, and much abuse, <br />In casting figures, telling fortunes, news, <br />Selling of flies, flat bawdry with the stone, <br />Till it, and they, and all in fume are gone.<br /><br />Ben Jonson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-alchemist-12/
