BRAMBLE, _see_ BLACKBERRIES. BRIER. (1) _Ariel._ So I charm'd their ears, That calf-like they my lowing follow'd through Tooth'd Briers, sharp Furzes, pricking Goss, and Thorns. _Tempest_, act iv, sc. 1 (178). (2) _Fairy._ Over hill, over dale, Thorough Bush, thorough Brier. _Midsummer Night's Dream_, act ii, sc. 1 (2). (3) _Thisbe._ Of colour like the red Rose on triumphant Brier. _Ibid._, act iii, sc. 1 (90). (4) _Puck._ I'll lead you about a round, Through bog, through bush, through Brake, through Brier. _Midsummer Night's Dream_, act iii, sc. 1 (10). (5) _Puck._ For Briers and Thorns at their apparel snatch. _Ibid._, act iii, sc. 2 (29). (6) _Hermia._ Never so weary, never so in woe, Bedabbled with the dew and torn with Briers. _Ibid._, act iii, sc. 2 (443). (7) _Oberon._ Every elf and fairy sprite Hop as light as bird from Brier. _Ibid._, act v, sc. 1 (400). (8) _Adriana._ If aught possess thee from me, it is dross, Usurping Ivy, Brier, or idle Moss. _Comedy of Errors_, act ii, sc. 2 (179). (9) _Plantagenet._ From off this Brier pluck a white Rose with me. _1st Henry IV_, act ii, sc. 4 (30). (10) _Rosalind._ O! how full of Briers is this working-day world! _As You Like It_, act i, sc. 3 (12). (11) _Helena._ The time will bring on summer, When Briers shall have leaves as well as Thorns, And be as sweet as sharp. _All's Well_, act iv, sc. 4 (32). (12) _Polyxenes._ I'll have thy beauty scratched with Briers. _Winter's Tale_, act iv, sc. 4 (436). (13) _Timon._ The Oaks bear mast, the Briers scarlet hips. _Timon of Athens_, act iv, sc. 3 (422). (14) _Coriolanus._ Scratches with Briers, Scars to move laughter only. _Coriolanus_, act iii, sc. 3 (51). (15) _Quintus._ What subtle hole is this, Whose mouth is cover'd with rude-growing Briers? _Titus Andronicus_, act iii, sc. 3 (198).