Works. Book i. Chap. lii.

Subject to a kind of disease, which at that time they called lack of money.

Works. Book ii. Chap. xvi.

He did not care a button for it.

Works. Book ii. Chap. xvi.

How well I feathered my nest.

Works. Book ii. Chap. xvii.

So much is a man worth as he esteems himself.

Works. Book ii. Chap. xxix.

A good crier of green sauce.