These are complements, these are humours; these betray nice wenches, that would be betrayed without these; and make them men of note,—do you note me?
Our court, you know, is haunted With a refined traveller of Spain; A man in all the world’s new fashion planted, That hath a mint of phrases in his brain; One who the music of his own vain tongue Doth ravish like enchanting harmony; A man of complements, whom right and wrong Have chose as umpire of their mutiny: This child of fancy, that Armado hight, For interim to our studies shall relate, In high-born words, the worth of many a knight From tawny Spain lost in the world’s debate.
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A fine wine is a perfect complement to the dinner.