Yes, if they would thank their maker,
And seek no further, but they have new creators,
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Yes, if they would thank their maker,
And seek no further, but they have new creators,
God tailor and god mercer.

Thy gown? Why, ay--come, tailor, let us see't.
O mercy, God, what masquing stuff is there?
What's read more

Thy gown? Why, ay--come, tailor, let us see't.
O mercy, God, what masquing stuff is there?
What's this, a sleeve? 'Tis like a demi-cannon.
What, up and down carved like an apple tart?
Here's snip and nip and cut and slish and slash,
Like to a censer in a barber's shop.
Why, what's a devil's name, tailor, call'st thou this?

Great is the Tailor, but not the greatest.

Great is the Tailor, but not the greatest.

What a fine man
Hath your tailor made you!

What a fine man
Hath your tailor made you!

Get me some French tailor
To new-create you.

Get me some French tailor
To new-create you.

'Tis not the robe or garment I affect;
For who would marry with a suit of clothes?

'Tis not the robe or garment I affect;
For who would marry with a suit of clothes?

Thy clothes are all the soul thou hast.

Thy clothes are all the soul thou hast.

All his reverend wit
Lies in his wardrobe.

All his reverend wit
Lies in his wardrobe.

'Twas when young Eustace wore his heart in's breeches.

'Twas when young Eustace wore his heart in's breeches.