Spone

Here goes it, up seyes — to Varney and Leicester two more noble mounting spirits — and more dark-seeking, deep-diving, high-flying, malicious, ambitious miscreants — well, I say no more, but I will whet my dagger on his heart-spone that refuses to pledge me! ❋ Unknown (2004)

Thei are ware, not to spill any spone meate, or drincke, specially milke. ❋ Unknown (2004)

Leue not your_e_ spone in your_e_ dissche standyng, ❋ Frederick James Furnivall (1867)

Set at eiþur end of þe table .iiij. loofes at a mese, þañ looke þat ye haue napkyñ & spone eu {er} y p {er} sone to plese. ❋ Frederick James Furnivall (1867)

[Sidenote: pour galentyne over the bread, add cinnamon and red wine.] w {i} t {h} a spone þeñ take owt þe gentill {e} galantyne, [178] ❋ Frederick James Furnivall (1867)

And in youre dysshe leve nat yo {ur} spone, I pray, ❋ Frederick James Furnivall (1867)

Wype clene thi spone, leve it nat in thy dissh {e}. ❋ Frederick James Furnivall (1867)

Ne pley {e} w {i} t {h} spone, trencher {e}, ne knyffe. ❋ Frederick James Furnivall (1867)

Wype clene [6] thi spone, leve it nat in thy dissh {e}. ❋ Frederick James Furnivall (1867)

Leicester two more noble mounting spirits -- and more dark-seeking, deep-diving, high-flying, malicious, ambitious miscreants -- well, I say no more, but I will whet my dagger on his heart-spone that refuses to pledge me! ❋ Walter Scott (1801)

Þañ þe sou {er} ayne, w {i} t {h} his spone whañ he lusteth {e} to ete. of dowcet {es}, [98] par {e} awey the sid {es} to þe botom̅, & þ {a} t ye lete, ❋ Frederick James Furnivall (1867)

w {i} t {h} a spone lightely to ete yo {ur} sou {er} ayne may be leeff, ❋ Frederick James Furnivall (1867)

At the other end set a Salt and two trenchers.] your {e} spone vppoñ a napkyñ fayr {e}/ȝet foldeñ wold he be, besides þe bred it wold be laid, soñ, y telle the: ❋ Frederick James Furnivall (1867)