Apothecary Such mortal drugs I have; but Mantua's law
Is death to any he that utters them.
ROMEO Art thou so bare and full of wretchedness,
And fear'st to die? famine is in thy cheeks,
Need and oppression starveth in thine eyes,
Contempt and beggary hangs upon thy back;
The world is not thy friend nor the world's law;
The world affords no law to make thee rich;
Then be not poor, but break it, and take this.
Apothecary My poverty, but not my will, consents.
ROMEO I pay thy poverty, and not thy will.
- -- William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, Act V, Scene I