Life takes a heart, and passions puts therein,
And covers it with a dissembling skin.
Takes anger, which like pepper keen doth1 bite,
And vinegar that’s sharp and made of spite.
Ginger of revenge, grated, in is2 flung, 5
To which she adds a lying cloven tongue.
A lazy flake of mace, which3 lies down flat;
Some salt of slander she doth put4 to that.
Then serves it up with sauce of jealousy,
In dishes of most careful5 industry. 10