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
_Ibid._ (574).
(55)
Who, when he lived, his breath and beauty set
Gloss on the Rose, smell to the Violet.
_Ibid._ (935).
(56)
Their silent war of Lilies and of Roses.
_Lucrece_ (71).
(57)
O how her fear did make her colour rise,
First red as Roses that on lawn we lay,
Then white as lawn, the Roses took away.
_Ibid._ (257).
(58)
That even for anger makes the Lily pale,
And the red Rose blush at her own disgrace.
_Ibid._ (477).
(59)
I know what Thorns the growing Rose defends.
_Ibid._ (492).
(60)
Rose-cheeked Adonis hied him to the chase.
_Venus and Adonis._ (3).
(61)
A sudden pale,
Like lawn being spread upon the blushing Rose,
Usurps her cheek.
_Ibid._ (589).
(62)
That beauty's Rose might never die.
_Sonnet_ i.
(63)
Nothing this wide universe I call
Save thou, my Rose; in it thou art my all.
_Ibid._ cix.
(64)
Rosy lips and cheeks
Within time's bending sickle's compass come.
_Ibid._ cxvi.
(65)
Sweet Rose, fair flower, untimely pluck'd, soon vaded,
Pluck'd in the bud, and vaded in the spring!
_The Passionate Pilgrim_ (131).
In addition to these many passages, there are perhaps thirty more in
which the Rose is mentioned with reference to the Red and White Roses of
the houses of York and Lancaster. To quote these it would be necessary
to extract an entire act, which is very graphic, but too long. I must,
therefore, content myself with the beginning and the end of the chief
scene, and refer the reader who desires to see it _in extenso_ to "1st
Henry VI.," act ii, sc. 4. The scene is in the Temple Gardens, and
Plantagenet and Somerset thus begin the fatal quarrel--
_Plantagenet._
Let him that is a true-born gentleman
And stands upon the honour of his birth,
If he suppose that I have pleaded truth,
From off this Brier pluck a White Rose with me.
_Somerset._
Let him that is no coward nor no flatterer,
But dare maintain the party of the truth,
Pluck a Red Rose from off this Thorn with me.
And Warwick's wise conclusion on the whole matter is--
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