A PRODIGAL

Is a pocket with a hole in the bottom. His purse has got a dysentery and

lost its retentive faculty. He delights, like a fat overgrown man, to

see himself fall away and grow less. He does not spend his money, but

void it, and, like those that have the stone, is in pain till he is rid

of it. He is very loose and incontinent of his coin, and lets it fly,

like Jupiter, in a shower. He is very hospitable, and keeps open pockets

for all comers. All his silver turns to mercury, and runs through him as

if he had taken it for the _miserere_ or fluxed himself. The history of

his life begins with keeping of whores, and ends with keeping of hogs;

and as he fed high at first, so he does at last, for acorns are very

high food. He swallows land and houses like an earthquake, eats a whole

dining-room at a meal, and devours his kitchen at a breakfast. He wears

the furniture of his house on his back, and a whole feather-bed in his

hat, drinks down his plate, and eats his dishes up. He is not clothed,

but hung. He'll fancy dancers cattle, and present his lady with messuage

and tenement. He sets his horses at inn and inn, and throws himself out

of his coach at come the caster. He should be a good husband, for he has

made more of his estate in one year than his ancestors did in twenty. He

dusts his estate as they do a stand of ale in the north. His money in

his pocket (like hunted venison) will not keep; if it be not spent

presently it grows stale, and is thrown away. He possesses his estate as

the devil did the herd of swine, and is running it into the sea as fast

as he can. He has shot it with a zampatan, and it will presently fall

all to dust. He has brought his acres into a consumption, and they are

strangely fallen away; nothing but skin and bones left of a whole manor.

He will shortly have all his estate in his hands; for, like bias, he may

carry it about him. He lays up nothing but debts and diseases, and at

length himself in a prison. When he has spent all upon his pleasures,

and has nothing left for sustenance, he espouses a hostess dowager, and

resolves to lick himself whole again out of ale, and make it pay him

back all the charges it has put him to.

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