The Dock may be dismissed with little note or comment, merely remarking that the name is an old one, and is variously spelled as dokke, dokar, doken, &c. An old name for the plant was "Patience;" the "bitter patience" of Spenser, which is supposed by Dr. Prior to be a corruption of Passions. DOGBERRY. (_Dramatis personæ_ in _Much Ado About Nothing._) The Dogberry is the fruit either of the Cornus sanguinea or of the Euonymus Europæus. Parkinson limits the name to the Cornus, and says: "We for the most part call it the _Dogge berry tree_, because the berries are not fit to be eaten, or to be given to a dogge." The plant is only named by Shakespeare as a man's name, but it could scarcely be omitted, as I agree with Mr. Milner that it was "probable that our dramatist had the tree in his mind when he gave a name to that fine fellow for a 'sixth and lastly,' Constable, Dogberry of the Watch" ("Country Pleasures," p. 229). EBONY. (1) _King._ The Ebon-coloured ink. _Love's Labour's Lost_, act i, sc. 1 (245). (2) _King._ By heaven, thy love is black as Ebony. _Biron._ Is Ebony like her? O wood divine! A wife of such wood were felicity. _Ibid._, act iv, sc. 3 (247). (3) _Clown._ The clearstores towards the south north are as lustrous as Ebony. _Twelfth Night_, act iv, sc. 2 (41). (4) _Pistol._ Rouse up revenge from Ebon den. _2nd Henry IV_, act v, sc. 5 (39). (5) Death's Ebon dart, to strike him dead. _Venus and Adonis_ (948). The Ebony as a tree was unknown in England in the time of Shakespeare. The wood was introduced, and was the typical emblem of darkness. The timber is the produce of more than one species, but comes chiefly from Diospyros Ebenum, Ebenaster, Melanoxylon, Mabola, &c. (Lindley), all natives of the East. EGLANTINE. (1) _Oberon._ I know a bank where the wild Thyme blows, Where Oxlips and the nodding Violet grows; Quite over-canopied with luscious Woodbine, With sweet Musk-Roses and with Eglantine. _Midsummer Night's Dream_, act ii, sc. 1 (249). (2) _Arviragus._ Thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale Primrose, nor The azured Harebell, like thy veins, no, nor The leaf of Eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath. _Cymbeline_, act iv, sc. 2 (220).