2H4 I.ii.160 | [Falstaff to Lord Chief Justice, of himself] A wassail candle, my lord, all tallow |
CE III.ii.101 | [Dromio of Syracuse to Antipholus of Syracuse, of the kitchen wench] I warrant her rags and the tallow in them will burn a Poland winter |
MW V.v.14 | [Falstaff alone] Send me a cool rut-time, Jove, or who can blame me to piss my tallow? [i.e. urinate my fat away] |