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Eggs

Henry IV, part 1, I, 2:
FALSTAFF: No, by my troth, not so much as will serve to prologue to an egg and butter.

Love's Labour's Lost, V, 1:
COSTARD: An I had but one penny in the world, thou shouldst have it to buy gingerbread: hold, there is the very remuneration I had of thy master, thou halfpenny purse of wit, thou pigeon-egg of discretion.

As You Like It, III, 2:
TOUCHSTONE: Truly, thou art damned like an ill-roasted egg, all on one side.

Troilus and Cressida, I, 2:
PANDARUS: Troilus! why, he esteems her no more than I esteem an addle egg.
CRESSIDA: If you love an addle egg as well as you love an idle head, you would eat chickens i' the shell.

All's Well That Ends Well, IV, 3:
PAROLLES (slandering, unwittingly, the very Lord Dumain asking the question): He will steal, sir, an egg out of a cloister: for rapes and ravishments he parallels Nessus: he professes not keeping of oaths; in breaking 'em he is stronger than Hercules: he will lie, sir, with such volubility, that you would think truth were a fool: drunkenness is his best virtue, for he will be swine-drunk; and in his sleep he does little harm, save to his bed-clothes about him; but they know his conditions and lay him in straw.

Romeo and Juliet, III, 1:
MERCUTIO: Thy head is as full of quarrels as an egg is full of meat, and yet thy head hath been beaten as addle as an egg for quarrelling.

King Lear, I, 4:
FOOL: No, faith, lords and great men will not let me; if I had a monopoly out, they would have part on't: and ladies too, they will not let me have all fool to myself; they'll be snatching. Give me an egg, nuncle, and I'll give thee two crowns.

...Why, after I have cut the egg i' the middle, and eat up the meat, the two crowns of the egg. When thou clovest thy crown i' the middle, and gavest away both parts, thou borest thy ass on thy back o'er the dirt: thou hadst little wit in thy bald crown, when thou gavest thy golden one away. If I speak like myself in this, let him be whipped that first finds it so.

EDGAR: Hadst thou been aught but gossamer, feathers, air, So many fathom down precipitating, Thou'dst shiver'd like an egg: but thou dost breathe; Hast heavy substance; bleed'st not; speak'st; art sound. Ten masts at each make not the altitude Which thou hast perpendicularly fell: Thy life's a miracle. Speak yet again. (IV, 6)

Macbeth, IV, 2:
FIRST MURDERER: What, you egg! [Stabbing Macduff's young son] Young fry of treachery!

Coriolanus, IV, 4:
CORIOLANUS: O world, thy slippery turns! Friends now fast sworn, Whose double bosoms seem to wear one heart, Whose house, whose bed, whose meal, and exercise, Are still together, who twin, as 'twere, in love Unseparable, shall within this hour, On a dissension of a doit, break out To bitterest enmity: so, fellest foes, Whose passions and whose plots have broke their sleep, To take the one the other, by some chance, Some trick not worth an egg, shall grow dear friends And interjoin their issues. So with me: My birth-place hate I, and my love's upon This enemy town.