In Sir Courtly Nice.
Reading edition
‘Nay, his Salvation is a Looking-Glass, for there he finds his eternal Happiness, Surly's Heaven, at least his Priest is his Claret-Glass, for to that he confesses all his Sins, and from it receives Absolution and Comfort. But his Damnation is a Looking-Glass, for there he finds an eternal Fire in his Nose.
‘That same thing, the Word Love, is a Fig-Leaf to cover the naked Sense, a Fashion brought up by Eve, the Mother of Jilts, she Cuckold her Husband with the Serpent, then pretended to Modesty, and fell a making of Plackets.
‘Let him be in Misery and be damn'd.
‘And a Pox on thee for't.
‘Prithee Dress and be damn'd.
‘Pox on 'em: Pox on you all Whores.
‘Pox take him.
‘Rot me.
‘Let him Plague you, Pox you, and damn you; I don't care and be damn'd.
The following Expressions are transcribed out of the Plays that have been Acted and Printed since they were Indicted for the horrid Passages above-recited.