May Moorland weavers boast Pindaric skill, And tailors lays be longer than their bill! While punctual beaux reward the grateful notes, And pay for poemswhen they pay for coats. ByronEnglish Bards and Scotch Reviewers. L. 781.
A tailor, though a man of upright dealing, True but for lying,honest but for stealing, Did fall one day extremely sick by chance And on the sudden was in wondrous trance. Sir John HarringtonOf a Precise Tailor.
One commending a Tayler for his dexteritie in his profession, another standing by ratified his opinion, saying tailors had their business at their fingers ends. HazlittShakespeare Jest Books. Conceits, Clinches, Flashes and Whimzies. No. 93.
Yes, if they would thank their maker, And seek no further; but they have new creators, God tailor and god mercer. MassingerA Very Woman. Act III. Sc. 1. L. 161.
As if thou eer wert angry But with thy tailor! and yet that poor shred Can bring more to the making up of a man, Than can be hoped from thee; thou art his creature; And did he not, each morning, new create thee, Thoudst stink and be forgotten. MassingerFatal Dowry. Act III. Sc. 1.
King Stephen was a worthy peere, His breeches cost him but a crowne; He held them sixpence all too deere, Therefore he calld the taylor lowne. Thomas PercyReliques. Take Thy Old Cloak About Thee. St. 7. Quoted in Othello. Act II. Sc. 2.
Thou villain base, Knowst me not by my clothes? No, nor thy tailor, rascal, Who is thy grandfather: he made those clothes, Which, as it seems, make thee. Cymbeline. Act IV. Sc. 2. L. 80.
Thou art a strange fellow: a tailor make a man? Ay, a tailor, sir; a stone-cutter or a painter could not have made him so ill, though he had been but two hours at the trade. King Lear. Act II. Sc. 2. L. 61.
Thy gown? why, ay;come, tailor, let us seet. O mercy, God! what masquing stuff is here? Whats this? a sleeve? tis like a demi-cannon: What, up and down, carvd like an apple-tart? Heres snip and nip and cut and slish and slash, Like to a censer in a barbers shop: Why, what i devils name, tailor, callst thou this! Taming of the Shrew. Act IV. Sc. 3. L. 86.