All his reverend wit
Lies in his wardrobe.

All his reverend wit
Lies in his wardrobe.

'Twas when young Eustace wore his heart in's breeches.

'Twas when young Eustace wore his heart in's breeches.

What a fine man
Hath your tailor made you!

What a fine man
Hath your tailor made you!

As if thou e'er wert angry
But with thy tailor! and yet that poor shred
Can bring read more

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.

Yes, if they would thank their maker,
And seek no further, but they have new creators,
God read more

Yes, if they would thank their maker,
And seek no further, but they have new creators,
God tailor and god mercer.

One commending a Tayler for his dexteritie in his profession,
another standing by ratified his opinion, saying tailors had read more

One commending a Tayler for his dexteritie in his profession,
another standing by ratified his opinion, saying tailors had
their business at their fingers' ends.
- William Hazlitt,

Great is the Tailor, but not the greatest.

Great is the Tailor, but not the greatest.

Get me some French tailor
To new-create you.

Get me some French tailor
To new-create you.

(Cornwall:) Thou art a strange fellow. A tailor make a man?
(Kent:) A tailor, sir. A stonecutter or a read more

(Cornwall:) Thou art a strange fellow. A tailor make a man?
(Kent:) A tailor, sir. A stonecutter or a painter could not
have made him ill, though they had been but two years o' th'
trade.