The plant-lore & garden-craft of ShakespeareEllacombe, Henry Nicholson
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The plant-lore & garden-craft of Shakespeare
Ellacombe, Henry Nicholson
Gardens in literature; Plants in literature; Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616 -- Knowledge -- Botany
Why should I joy in any abortive mirth?
At Christmas I no more desire a Rose
Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled mirth,
But like of each thing that in season grows.[245:1]
_Love's Labour's Lost_, act i, sc. 1 (105).
(27) _King_ (reads).
So sweet a kiss the golden sun gives not
To those fresh morning drops upon the Rose.
_Ibid._, act iv, sc. 3 (26).
(28) _Boyet._
Blow like sweet Roses in this summer air.
_Princess._
How blow? how blow? Speak to be understood.
_Boyet._
Fair ladies mask'd are Roses in their bud;
Dismask'd, their damask sweet commixture shown,
Are angels veiling clouds, or Roses blown.
_Ibid._, act v, sc. 2 (293).
(29) _Touchstone._
He that sweetest Rose will find,
Must find Love's prick and Rosalind.
_As You Like It_, act iii, sc. 2 (117).
(30) _Countess._
This Thorn
Doth to our Rose of youth rightly belong.
_All's Well that Ends Well_, act i, sc. 3 (135).
(31) _Bastard._
My face so thin,
That in mine ear I durst not stick a Rose.
_King John_, act i, sc. 1 (141).
(32) _Antony._
Tell him he wears the Rose
Of youth upon him.
_Antony and Cleopatra_, act iii, sc. 13 (20).
(33) _Cleopatra._
Against the blown Rose may they stop their nose
That kneel'd unto the buds.
_Ibid._ (39).
(34) _Boult._
For flesh and blood, sir, white and red, you shall see a Rose;
and she were a Rose indeed!
_Pericles_, act iv, sc. 6 (37).
(35) _Gower._
Even her art sisters the natural Roses.
_Ibid._, act v, chorus (7).
(_See_ CHERRY, No. 5.)
(36) _Juliet._
What's in a name? That which we call a Rose
By any other name would smell as sweet.
_Romeo and Juliet_, act ii, sc. 2 (43).
(37) _Ophelia._
The expectancy and Rose of the fair state.
_Hamlet_, act iii, sc. 1 (160).
(38) _Hamlet._
Such an act . . . takes off the Rose
From the fair forehead of an innocent love,
And sets a blister there.
_Ibid._, act iii, sc. 4 (40).
(39) _Othello._
When I have pluck'd the Rose,
I cannot give it vital growth again,
It needs must wither. I'll smell it on the tree.
_Othello_, act v, sc. 2 (13).
(40) _Timon._
Rose-cheeked youth.
_Timon of Athens_, act iv, sc. 3 (86).
(41) _Othello._
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