Such smiling rogues as these,
Like rats, oft bite the holy cords in twain.
Too intrinsicate t’unloose.
SHAKESPEARE, King Lear.
My other self, my counsel’s consistory,
My oracle, my prophet,
I as a child will go by thy direction.
Richard III.
If I do not have pitv upon her, I’m a villain:
If I do not love her, I am a Jew.