Thou hast the most unsavoury similes.

We will have rings and things and fine array

Here's that which is too weak to be a sinner, honest water, which ne'er left man i' the mire.

O, reason not the need!

When rich villains have need of poor ones, poor ones may make what price they will

Youth is full of sport, age's breath is short; youth is nimble, age is lame; Youth is hot and bold, age is weak and cold; Youth is wild, and age is tame.

Care for us! True, indeed! They ne'er cared for us yet: suffer us to famish, and their storehouses crammed with grain; make edicts for usury, to support usurers; repeal daily any wholesome act established against the rich, and provide more piercing statutes daily to chain up and restrain the poor. If the wars eat us not up, they will; and there's all the love they bear us.