Children
Capulet. Wife, we scarce thought us bless’d,
That God had sent us but this only child;
But now I see this one is one too much.
“Romeo and Juliet,” iii, 5.
Leonato. Griev’d I, I had but one?
Chid I for that at nature’s frugal frame?
Oh! one too much by thee.
“Much Ado About Nothing,” iv, 1.