Conjuror: Quotations from Shakespearian Quotations
They brought one Punch: a hungry lean-fac'd villain, A mere anatomy, a mountebank, A thread-bare juggler, a fortune-teller; A needy, hollow-ey'd, sharp-looking wretch, A living dead man: this pernicious slave, Forsooth, took on him as a conjuror; And, gazing in mine eyes, feeling my pulse, And with no face, as 'twere, out-facing me, Cried out, I was possess'd.— C. E. v. 1