Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
Macbeth | Mac I.iii.6 | ‘ Aroint thee, witch!’ the rump-fed ronyon cries. | Aroynt thee, Witch, the rumpe-fed Ronyon cryes. |
The Merry Wives of Windsor | MW IV.ii.174 | polecat, you ronyon! Out, out! I'll conjure you, I'll | Poulcat, you Runnion, out, out: Ile coniure you, Ile |