Epilogue to the last Satire of the First book

Thus may we see by folly oft the wise
Stumble and fall into fool’s paradise,
For jocund wit of force must jangling be.
Wit must have his will, and so had he.
Wit must have his will, yet parting of the fray
Wit was enjoined to carry the fool away.
Qui color albus erat, nunc est contrarius albo

FINIS