If I had but a pottle of Sacke, like a sharp prickle, / To knock my nose against when I am nodding
c. 1623–1624 – 1630s, John Fletcher, Philip Massinger, “The Lovers Progres”, in Comedies and Tragedies […], London: […] Humphrey Robinson, […], and for Humphrey Moseley […], published 1647, Act III, scene ii, page 80