Let a fair woman please your eye, and she must be bought, be the price what it may.

No court prodigal was ever more licentious or extravagant than you are." "Sir Giles! Sir Giles! I pray you, spare me.

My enemies could not report worse of me." "Nay, your enemies would say that your extravagance is your sole merit, and that therein you are better than I," rejoined Sir Giles, with a sardonic laugh.

"But I rejoice to think I am free from all such weaknesses.

The veriest enchantress could not tempt me.