_Love's Labour's Lost_, act v, sc. 2 (935).

(10) _Puck._

And sometime lurk I in a gossip's bowl
In very likeness of a roasted Crab;
And when she drinks, against her lips I bob,
And on her wither'd dewlap pour the ale.

_Midsummer Night's Dream_, act ii, sc. 1 (47).

(11) _Fool._

Shal't see thy other daughter will use thee kindly; for though
she's as like this as a Crab's like an Apple, yet I can tell
what I can tell.

_Lear._

Why, what can'st thou tell, my boy?

_Fool._

She will taste as like this as a Crab does to a Crab.

_King Lear_, act i, sc. 5 (14).

(12) _Caliban._

I prithee, let me bring thee where Crabs grow.

_Tempest_, act ii, sc. 2 (171).

(13) _Petruchio._

Nay, come, Kate, come, you must not look so sour.

_Katherine._

It is my fashion, when I see a Crab.

_Petruchio._

Why, here's no Crab, and therefore look not sour.

_Taming of the Shrew_, act ii, sc. 1 (229).

(14) _Menonius._

We have some old Crab-trees here at home that will not
Be grafted to your relish.

_Coriolanus_, act ii, sc. 1 (205).

(15) _Suffolk._

Noble stock
Was graft with Crab-tree slip.

_2nd Henry VI_, act iii, sc. 2 (213).

(16) _Porter._

Fetch me a dozen Crab-tree staves, and strong ones.

_Henry VIII_, act v, sc. 4 (7).

(17) _Falstaff._

My skin hangs about me like an old lady's loose gown; I am
withered like an old Apple-john.

_1st Henry IV_, act iii, sc. 3 (3).

(18) _1st Drawer._

What the devil hast thou brought there? Apple-johns? Thou
knowest Sir John cannot endure an Apple-john.

_2nd Drawer._

Mass! thou sayest true; the prince once set a dish of
Apple-johns before him, and told him there were five more
Sir Johns; and putting off his hat, said, I will now take my
leave of these six dry, round, old, withered knights.

_2nd Henry IV_, act ii, sc. 4 (1).

(19) _Shallow._

Nay, you shall see my orchard, where, in an arbour, we will
eat a