A goodly apple rotten at the heart:

O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath!

The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3.

Many a time and oft

In the Rialto you have rated me.

The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3.

For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe.

The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3.

You call me misbeliever, cut-throat dog,

And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine.