Pedro. Lady Beatrice, I will get you one.
Beatrice. I would rather have one of your father’s getting: hath your Grace ne’er a brother like you? Your father got excellent husbands, if a maid could come by them.
Much ado about nothing, act 2. sc. 5.
Falstaff. My honest lads, I will tell you what I am about.
Pistol. Two yards and more.
Falstaff. No quips now, Pistol: indeed, I am in the waste two yards about; but I am now about no waste; I am about thrift.
Merry wives of Windsor, act 1. sc. 7.
Lo. Sands.—— By your leave, sweet ladies, If I chance to talk a little wild, forgive me: I had it from my father.
Anne Bullen. Was he mad, Sir?
Sands. O, very mad, exceeding mad, in love too; But he would bite none——