The plant-lore & garden-craft of Shakespeare - LightNovelsOnl.com
You're reading novel online at LightNovelsOnl.com. Please use the follow button to get notifications about your favorite novels and its latest chapters so you can come back anytime and won't miss anything.
The air hath starved the Roses in her cheeks, And pinch'd the Lily-tincture of her face.
_Ibid._, act iv, sc. 4 (160).
(4) _Flute._
Most radiant Pyramus, most Lily-white of hue.
_Midsummer Night's Dream_, act iii, sc. 1 (94).
(5) _Thisbe._
These Lily lips.
_Ibid._, act v, sc. 1 (337).
(6) _Perdita._
Lilies of all kinds, The Flower-de-luce being one!
_Winter's Tale_, act iv, sc. 4 (126).
(7) _Princess._
Now by my maiden honour, yet as pure As the unsullied Lily.
_Love's Labour's Lost_, act v, sc. 2 (351).
(8) _Queen Katharine._
Like the Lily That once was mistress of the field and flourish'd, I'll hang my head, and perish.
_Henry VIII_, act iii, sc. 1 (151).
(9) _Cranmer._
Yet a virgin, A most unspotted Lily shall she pa.s.s To the ground.
_Ibid._, act v, sc. 5 (61).
(10) _Troilus._
Give me swift transportance to those fields, Where I may wallow in the Lily beds Proposed for the deserver.
_Troilus and Cressida_, act iii, sc. 2 (12).
(11) _Marcus._
O, had the monster seen those Lily hands Tremble, like Aspen leaves, upon a lute.
_t.i.tus Andronicus_, act ii, sc. 4 (44).
(12) _t.i.tus._
Fresh tears Stood on her cheeks as doth the honey-dew Upon a gather'd Lily almost wither'd.
_Ibid._, act iii, sc. 1 (111).
(13) _Iachimo._
How bravely thou becomest thy bed, fresh Lily!
_Cymbeline_, act ii, sc. 2 (15).
(14) _Guiderius._
O sweetest, fairest Lily!
My brother wears thee not the one half so well, As when thou grew'st thyself.
_Ibid._, act iv, sc. 2 (201).
(15) _Constance._
Of Nature's gifts thou may'st with Lilies boast, And with the half-blown Rose.
_King John_, act iii, sc. 1 (53).
(16) _Salisbury._
To gild refined gold, to paint the Lily, To throw a perfume on the Violet,
Is wasteful and ridiculous excess.
_Ibid._, act iv, sc. 2 (11).
