Abstinence.

Who violates the customs, hurts the health,
Not of one man, but all the commonwealth.

Where pleasures rule a kingdom, never there
Is sober virtue seen to move her sphere.

Good precepts we must firmly hold,
By daily learning we wax old.

Suffer thy legs, but not thy tongue to walk:
God, the Most Wise, is sparing of His talk.

Love is maintain'd by wealth; when all is spent,
Adversity then breeds the discontent.

By so much, virtue is the less,
By how much, near to singleness.