Bene. I have the toothache. D. Pedro. Draw it. Much Ado, Act III., Sc. II.
Things sweet to taste prove in digestion sour. Richard II., Act I., Sc. III.
A surfeit of the sweetest things The deepest loathing to the stomach brings. Midsummer Night’s Dream, Act II., Sc. II.
Like a sickness, did I loath this food: But, as in health, come to my natural taste, Now do I wish it, love it, long for it. * * Midsummer Night’s Dream, Act IV., Sc. I.
She gallops night by night. * *
O’er ladies lips, who straight on kisses dream; Which oft the angry Mab with blisters plagues, Because their breaths with sweetmeats tainted are. Romeo and Juliet, Act I., Sc. IV.
Fat paunches have lean pates, and dainty bits Make rich the ribs, but bankrupt quite the wits. Love’s Labour’s Lost, Act I., Sc. I.
Say, can you fast? Your stomachs are too young; And abstinence engenders maladies. Love’s Labour’s Lost, Act IV., Sc. III.
Unquiet meals make ill digestions. Comedy of Errors, Act V., Sc. I.