Jupiter, in Homer, answers a petitioner thus: Depart in peace, secure thy prayer is sped, Witness the sacred honours of our head; The nod that ratifies the will divine; The faithful, fixed, irrevocable, sign; This seals thy suit, and this fulfils thy vows. […] Here he soon distinguished himself by his ravages in the neighbouring districts, his person being defended by a suit of impenetrable armour, which Thetis had procured to be made for him by Vulcan.

Taking advantage of the absence of her friends, Thisbe dressed herself in a new suit, and hastened with such warm anticipations of happiness, as time and experience imperceptibly fritter away into languid hopes and strengthening apprehensions. […] She was represented as a young virgin, covered with a suit of clothes, the whiteness of which equalled that of snow.