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PEPPER. 
Ford. . . . he cannot creep into a halfpenny 
purse, nor into a pepper box; 
The Merry Wives of Windsor, Act iii. Scene 5. 
Sir Andrew. Here’s the challenge, read it; I war¬ 
rant there’s vinegar and pepper in’t. 
Twelfth Night, Act iii. Scene 4. 
MUSTARD. 
Bottom . . . . Your name, I beseech you, sir ? 
Mustard. Mustard-seed. 
Bottom. Good master Mustard-seed, I know your 
patience well: that same cowardly, giant like ox-beef 
hath devoured many a gentleman of your house : I 
promise you, your kindred hath made my eyes water 
ere now. I desire you more acquaintance, good 
master Mustard-seed. 
Midsummer Night’s Dream, Act iii. Scene 1. 
Touchstone. . . . by mine honour; . . . 
Rosalind. Where learned you that oath, fool ? 
Touchstone . Of a certain knight, that swore by his 
honour they were good pancakes, and swore by his 
honour the mustard was naught; now, I’ll stand to it, 
the pancakes were naught, and the mustard was good ; 
and yet was not the knight forsworn. 
Celia. How prove you that, in the great heap of 
your knowledge ? 
Rosalind. Ay, marry ; now unmuzzle your wisdom. 
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