Garlic

Measure for Measure, [3.2.166-178]. “I would the Duke we talk of were return’d again, This ungenitur’d agent will unpeople the province with continency. Sparrows must not build in his house-eaves, because they are lecherous. The Duke yet would have dark deeds darkly answer’d; he would never bring them to light, Would he were return’d! Marry, this Claudio is condemn’d for untrussing. Farewell, good friar. I prithee, pray for me, The Duke, I say to thee again, would eat mutton on Fridays. He’s now past it, yet, and I say to thee, he would mouth with a beggar, though she smelt brown bread and garlic. Say that I said so. Farewell.”