Nothing Routs Us But The Villainy Of

Beauty Within Itself Should Not Be Wasted.

He That Loves To Be Flattered Is Worthy O' The Flatterer.

I Have Set My Life Upon A Cast, And I Will Stand The Hazard Of The Die.

Now, Infidel, I Have You On The Hip!

Then Know, That I Have Little Wealth To Lose. A Man I Am, Crossed With Adversity; My Riches Are These Poor Habiliments, Of Which If You Should Here Disfurnish Me, You Take The Sum And Substance That I Have.