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[181-2] See Bacon, page 171.

THOMAS DEKKER. ---- -1641.

A wise man poor Is like a sacred book that 's never read,-- To himself he lives, and to all else seems dead. This age thinks better of a gilded fool Than of a threadbare saint in wisdom's school.

_Old Fortunatus._

And though mine arm should conquer twenty worlds, There 's a lean fellow beats all conquerors.

_Old Fortunatus._

The best of men That e'er wore earth about him was a sufferer; A soft, meek, patient, humble, tranquil spirit, The first true gentleman that ever breathed.[182-1]

_The Honest Whore. Part i . Act i. Sc. 12._

I was ne'er so thrummed since I was a gentleman.[182-2]

_The Honest Whore. Part i . Act iv. Sc. 2._

This principle is old, but true as fate,-- Kings may love treason, but the traitor hate.[182-3]

_The Honest Whore. Part i . Act iv. Sc. 4._

We are ne'er like angels till our passion dies.

_The Honest Whore. Part ii . Act i. Sc. 2._

Turn over a new leaf.[182-4]

_The Honest Whore.