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They. Hector shall have a great catch, if he knock out 
either of your brains: a’ were as good crack a fusty nut with 
no kernel. 
II. i. 109. 
Tro. No, Pandarus : I stalk about her door, 
Like a strange soul upon the Stygian banks 
Staying for waftage. O, be thou my Charon, 
And give me swift transportance to those fields 
Where I may wallow in the lily beds 
Proposed for the deserver ! 
III. ii. 9. 
Pan. Nay, I’ll give my word for her too : our kindred, 
though they be long ere they are wooed, they are constant 
being won : they are burs, I can tell you ; they’ll stick where 
they are thrown. 
III. ii. 115. 
They. How the devil Luxury, with his fat rump and potato 
finger, tickles these together ! Fry, lechery, fry ! 
V. ii. 55. 
They. The parrot will not do more for an almond than he 
for a commodious drab. 
V. ii. 193. 
CORIOLANUS. 
1st Cit. Let us kill 
price. 
him, and we’ll have corn at our own 
I. i. 10. 
Men. Though all at once cannot 
See what I do deliver out to each, 
Yet I can make my audit up, that all 
From me do back receive the flour of all, 
And leave me but the bran. What say you to’t ? 
I. i. 145. 
He that depends 
Upon your favours swims with fins of lead 
And hews down oaks with rushes. Hang ye ! Trust ye ? 
I. i. 183. 
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