Things base and vile, holding no quantity, love can transpose to form and dignity
What, man, defy the devil. Consider, he's an enemy to mankind.
Assume a virtue, if you have it not. That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat; Of habits devil, is angel yet in this.
To hold, as 't were, the mirror up to nature.
Use almost can change the stamp of nature.
Twas a clever quibble. Here, a garment for it.