By heaven, I had rather coin my heart,
And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring
From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash,
By any indirection.
SHAKS.: _Jul. Caesar,_ Act iv., Sc. 3.
Who nothing has to lose, the war bewails;
And he who nothing pays, at taxes rails.
CONGREVE: _Epis. to Sir Richard Temple. Of Pleasing,_ Line 17.