Stands at a guard with envy; scarce confesses
That his blood flows, or that his appetite
Is more to bread than stone."—Duke, Act I. Sc. 4.
"A man, whose blood
Is very snow-broth; one who never feels
The wanton stings and motions of the sense,
But doth rebate and blunt his natural edge
With profits of the mind, study and fast."—Lucio, Act I. Sc. 5.
See also Angelo's portraiture of himself in the soliloquy at the commencement of Act II. Sc. 4.:
"My gravity,