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MUSTARD.
(1) _Doll._
They say Poins has a good wit.
_Falstaff._
He a good wit? hang him, baboon! his wit's as thick as Tewksbury Mustard; there is no more conceit in him than in a mallet.
_2nd Henry IV_, act ii, sc. 4 (260).
(2) _t.i.tania._
Pease-blossom! Cobweb! Moth! and Mustardseed!
_Bottom._
Your name, I beseech you, sir?
_Mustardseed._
Mustardseed.
_Bottom._
Good Master Mustardseed, 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 your more acquaintance, good Master Mustardseed.
_Midsummer Night's Dream_, act iii, sc. 1 (165, 194).
(3) _Bottom._
Where's the Mounsieur Mustardseed?
_Mustardseed._
Ready.
_Bottom._
Give me your neaf, Mounsieur Mustardseed. Pray you, leave your courtesy, good mounsieur.
_Mustardseed._
What's your will?
_Bottom._
Nothing, good mounsieur, but to help Cavalery Cobweb to scratch.
_Ibid._, act iv, sc. 1 (18).
(4) _Grumio._
What say you to a piece of beef and Mustard?
_Katharine._
A dish that I do love to feed upon.
_Grumio._
Ay, but the Mustard is too hot a little.
_Katharine._
Why then, the beef, and let the Mustard rest.
_Grumio._
Nay, then, I will not; you shall have the Mustard, Or else you get no beef of Grumio.
_Katharine._
Then both, or one, or anything thou wilt.
_Grumio._
Why then, the Mustard without the beef.
_Taming of the Shrew_, act iv, sc. 3 (23).
(5) _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, yet was the knight not forsworn. . . . .
You are not forsworn; no more was this knight swearing by his honour, for he never had any; or if he had, he had sworn it away before he ever saw those cakes or that Mustard.
