On the face of it, his case seemed hopeless. But appearances can be deceptive.

[…] he hath the skill to draw Their nectar forth, with kissing; and could make More wanton salts from this brave promontory, Down to this valley, than the nimble roe;

The body in a blue and white striped one piece and I'm about to drop my shorts to my multi-coloured Christmas-present dick togs.

He led a life of dissolution, drinking and gambling almost daily.