[15] He was once thought to be a great Presbyterian, if not worse.

[16] Hark ye, Sir, a word in your ear. You are a coxcomb by all the rules of physiogonomy. But let that be a secret between you and me.

Addison’s Drummer.

[17]

I know a lady in Venice would have walk’d barefoot to Palestine, for a touch of his nether lip.

Shakespeare.

[18]

He carries fate and physic in his eye.

Crabbe.

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