CHAPTER XXI. THE LAST GROAT.
Thou hast been
As one, in suffering all, that suffers nothing;
A man that fortune’s buffets and rewards
Hast ta’en with equal thanks; and blessed are those
Whose blood and judgment are so well commingled
That they are not a pipe for fortune’s finger
To sound what stop she please.
Hamlet.
Most friends befriend themselves with friendship’s show.