I never saw you look so like your mother, In all my life, viii. 456.

I never valued fortune but as it was subservient to my pleasure, viii.

72.

I observe, as a fundamental ground common to all the arts, etc., vi.

32.

I pr’ythee, look thou giv’st my little boy some syrup for his cold,

etc., v. 245.

I prythee, spare me, gentle boy; press me no more for that slight toy,

etc., viii. 55.