Through tatterd clothes small vices do appear; Robes and furrd gowns hide all. Plate sin with gold, And the strong lance of justice hurtless breaks; Arm it in rags, a pigmys straw doth pierce it. Shakespeare.King Lear, Act IV. Scene 6. (Lear to Gloster.)
Marry, come up, sir, with your gentle blood! Heres a red stream beneath this coarse blue doublet, That warms the heart as kindly as if drawn From the far source of old Assyrian kings. Scott.Fortunes of Nigel, Chapter XXXI.