Part 22 (1/2)

_Ibid._, act iii, sc. 1 (43).

_Coriola.n.u.s._

Tell me of Corn!

_Ibid._ (61).

The Corn of the storehouse gratis.

_Ibid._ (125).

The Corn was not our recompense.

_Ibid._ (120).

This kind of service Did not deserve Corn gratis.

_Coriola.n.u.s_, act iii, sc. 1 (124).

(19) _Cranmer._

I am right glad to catch this good occasion Most thoroughly to be winnow'd, where my chaff And Corn shall fly asunder.

_Henry VIII_, act v, sc. 1 (110).

(20) _Cranmer._

Her foes shake like a field of beaten Corn And hang their heads with sorrow.

_Ibid._, act v, sc. 4 (32).

(21) _K. Richard._

We'll make foul weather with despised tears; Our sighs and they shall lodge the summer Corn.

_Richard II_, act iii, sc. 3 (161).

(22) _Arcite._

And run Swifter then winde upon a field of Corne (Curling the wealthy eares) never flew.