SUGAR

PRINCE HENRY

But, sweet Ned—to sweeten which name of Ned,

I give thee this pennyworth of SUGAR, clapped

even now into my hand by an under-skinker. . . .

To drive away the time till Falstaff comes,

I prithee, do thou stand in some by-room,

while I question my puny Drawer to what

end he gave me the SUGAR. . . .

Nay, but hark you, Francis;

for the SUGAR thou gavest me,

‘twas a pennyworth, was’t not?

—Henry IV, Pt. I [Act II, sc. 4]

BIRON

White-handed mistress,

one sweet word with thee.

PRINCESS OF FRANCE

Honey, and milk, and SUGAR,

there is three.

—Love’s Labour’s Lost [Act V, sc. 2]

MISTRESS QUICKLY

And in such wine and SUGAR

of the best and the fairest,

that would have won any woman’s heart.

—Merry Wives of Windsor [Act II, sc. 2]

BASSANIO

Here are sever’d lips

Parted with SUGAR breath; so sweet a bar

Should sunder such sweet friends.

—Merchant of Venice [Act III, sc. 2]

NORTHUMBERLAND

Your fair discourse hath been as SUGAR,

Making the hard way sweet and delectable.

—Richard II [Act II, sc. 3]

SHEPHERD’S SON/CLOWN

Let me see—what am I to buy for our

sheep-shearing feast? Three pound of SUGAR,

five pound of currants.

—Winter’s Tale [Act IV, sc. 3]

HENRY V

You have witchcraft in your lips, Kate:

there is more eloquence

in a SUGAR touch of them

than in the tongues of the French council.

—Henry V [Act V, sc. 2]

TOUCHSTONE

Honesty coupled to beauty

is to have honey a sauce to SUGAR.

—As You Like It [Act III, sc. 2]

QUEEN MARGARET

Poor painted Queen, vain flourish of my fortune!

Why strew’st thou SUGAR

on that bottled spider

Whose deadly web ensnareth thee about?

—Richard III [Act I, sc. 3]

POLONIUS

We are oft to blame in this—

Tis too much proved—that with

devotion’s visage

And pious actions we do SUGAR o’er

The devil himself.

—Hamlet [Act III, sc. 1]

BRABANTIO

These sentences, to SUGAR, or to gall,

Being strong on both sides, are equivocal.

—Othello [Act I, sc. 3]

POINS

What says Sir John Sack and SUGAR?

—Henry IV, Pt. I [Act I, sc. 2]

Thy SUGAR’D tongue

to bitter wormwood taste.

—Lucrece