Pastyme with good company I love and shall until I dye Grudge who lust but none deny God be pleased thus live will I For my pastance, hunt, sing and dance My heart is set All goodly sport, for my comfort Who shall me let Youth must have some dalliance Of good or ill some pastance Company me thinks then best All thoughts and fancies to digest Company with honesty Is virtue vice to flee Company is good and ill But every man has his free will For Idleness is chief mistress Of vices all Then who can say but myrth and play Is best of all The best ensue, the worst eschew My mind shall be Virtue to use, vice to refuse Thus shall I use me