Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy, But not expressd in fancy; rich, not gaudy; For the apparel oft proclaims the man. Shakespeare.Hamlet, Act I. Scene 3. (Polonius to Laertes.)
As the sun breaks through the darkest clouds, So honour peereth in the meanest habit. Shakespeare.Taming of the Shrew, Act IV. Scene 3. (Petruchio to Catherine.)
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.