Men are but children of a larger growth.

All for Love. Act iv. Sc. 1.

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And virtue, though in rags, will keep me warm.

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Welcome as kindly showers to the long parched earth.

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For truth has such a face and such a mien,
As to be lov’d needs only to be seen.