Philip Massinger

As if thou e'er wert angry
But with thy tailor! and yet that poor shred
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As if thou e'er wert angry
But with thy tailor! and yet that poor shred
Can bring more to the making up of a man,
Than can be hoped from thee; thou art his creature;
And did he not, each morning, new create thee,
Thou'dst stink and be forgotten.

Nor custom, nor example, nor cast numbers
Of such as do offend, make less the sin.

Nor custom, nor example, nor cast numbers
Of such as do offend, make less the sin.

Patience, the beggar's virtue, shall find no harbor here.

Patience, the beggar's virtue, shall find no harbor here.

I have play'd the fool, the gross fool, to believe
The bosom of a friend will hold a secret
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I have play'd the fool, the gross fool, to believe
The bosom of a friend will hold a secret
Mine own could not contain.

If you like not hanging, drown yourself;
Take some course for your reputation.

If you like not hanging, drown yourself;
Take some course for your reputation.