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C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917.

Reckoning

I am ill at reckoning; it fits the spirit of a tapster.

Shakespeare.

Ruminates like an hostess that hath no arithmetic but her brain to set down her reckoning.

Shakespeare.

  • So comes a reck’ning when the banquet’s o’er,
  • The dreadful reck’ning, and men smile no more.
  • Gay.