Coursed one another down his innocent nose
In piteous chase.
As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 1.
"Poor deer," quoth he, "thou makest a testament
As worldlings do, giving thy sum of more
To that which had too much."
As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 1.
Sweep on, you fat and greasy citizens.
As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 1.
And He that doth the ravens feed,