The money only, but your life, your honor.”
Dem. Heav’n bless him; he is like his ancestors. (Weeping.)
Syrus. Father’s own son, I warrant him.
Dem. Oh, Syrus!
He’s full of all those precepts, he!
Syrus. No doubt on’t:
He need not go from home for good instruction.
Dem. I spare no pains; neglect no means; I train him.
—In short, I bid him look into the lives
Of all, as in a mirror, and thence draw