Mathew Merygreeke: I will call hir: Maide with whome are ye so hastie? Tibet Talkapace: Not with you sir, but with a little wag-pastie, A deceiuer of folkes, by subtill craft and guile. Mathew Merygreeke: I knowe where she is: Dobinet hath wrought some wile.
c.1562, Nicolas Udall, Jacke Jugeler, Cambridge: Cambridge University Press, published 1914, page 70:
Truly this wagpastie is eyther drunck or mad.
c.1558–77, anonymous author, Misogonus, act 2, scene 4; republished in Farmer, John Stephen, editor, Six Anonymous Plays[1], London: The Early English Drama Society, 1906, page 181:
Nay, I'll none of that, friend! you play not now with boys; Ery little wagpasty could say: Nought stake, nought draw.
c.1597–1600, anonymous author, Club Law[2], Cambridge: Cambridge University Press, published 1907, act 4, scene 5, page 74:
Dost thou saye so little wagpastie? Cod me tanke you alwaye for your curtesie, your name is written in my hart, […]
In concluſion, ſuch kinde of women, as theſe, are prejudiciall, untameable, notable lurchers, arrant theeves; farre worſe than that ſouldiers boy, who playd the wag-paſty with his Maſters Paſty; and of eight Maravedis made twelve.
Have patience, and in the end we'll pay you all. Your worships are most heartily welcome. I made bold to send for you, and you may see to what end, which was to discover unto you the wild vagaries of this wanton wag-pasty—a wild oats I warrant him—and, Sir Harry, that your daughter hath scaped this scouring, thank this gentleman, and then make of him as he deserves.
2003, Gary Blackwood, Shakespeare's Spy (The Shakespeare Stealer; 3):
I'm sorry to cut short our delightful conversation, my dear, but it's time I took these wagpasties upstairs and put them through their paces.
