Immortal Spenser, no frailty hath thy fame but the imputation of this idiot's friendship!
Thomas NasheNew herrings, new!' we must cry, every time we make ourselves public, or else we shall be christened with a hundred new titles of idiotism.
Thomas NasheA traveller must have the back of an ass to bear all, a tongue like the tail of a dog to flatter all, the mouth of a hog to eat what is set before him, the ear of a merchant to hear all and say nothing.
Thomas Nashe