Great is the Tailor, but not the greatest.

Great is the Tailor, but not the greatest.

Thy clothes are all the soul thou hast.

Thy clothes are all the soul thou hast.

All his reverend wit
Lies in his wardrobe.

All his reverend wit
Lies in his wardrobe.

Get me some French tailor
To new-create you.

Get me some French tailor
To new-create you.

Th' embroider'd suit at least he deem'd his prey;
That suit an unpaid tailor snatched away.

Th' embroider'd suit at least he deem'd his prey;
That suit an unpaid tailor snatched away.

'Tis not the robe or garment I affect;
For who would marry with a suit of clothes?

'Tis not the robe or garment I affect;
For who would marry with a suit of clothes?

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

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

(Cloten:) Thou villain base,
Know'st me not by my clothes?
(Guiderius:) No, nor thy tailor, rascal,
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(Cloten:) Thou villain base,
Know'st me not by my clothes?
(Guiderius:) No, nor thy tailor, rascal,
Who is thy grandfather. He made those clothes,
Which, as it seems, make thee.

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