|Grocott & Ward, comps. Grocotts Familiar Quotations, 6th ed. 189-?.|
|I neer cost you a coach yet, nor put you to the dear repentance of a banquet.|
Beaumont and Fletcher.Philaster, Act II. Scene 2.
|So comes a reckning when the banquets oer,|
The dreadful reckning, and men smile no more.
Gay.What dye Call It, Act II. Scene 9.
|No reckoning made, but sent to my account|
With all my imperfections on my head.
Shakespeare.Hamlet, Act I. Scene 5. (The Ghost to Hamlet.)
|And I, with all my sins about me, hurld|
To th utter darkness of the lower world.
Roscommon.The Ghost, last Line but two.
|I am ill at reckoning; it fits the spirit of a tapster.|
Shakespeare.Loves Labours Lost, Act I. Scene 2. (Armado to Moth.)
|Ruminates like an hostess that hath no arithmetic but her brain to set down her reckoning.|
Shakespeare.Troilus and Cress., Act III. Scene 3. (Thersites to Achilles.)