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Hot lavender, mints, savory, marjoram; 122. Hot. Meaning here uncertain. Contemporary herbalists classified some herbs as hot, others as cold. margorum: marjoram. The marigold, that goes to bed wi' the sun 123 And with him rises weeping: these are flowers 124 Of middle summer, and I think they are given 125 To men of middle age. You're very welcome. 126 Camillo I should leave grazing, were I of your flock, 127 And only live by gazing. 128 Perdita Out, alas! 129 You'd be so lean, that blasts of January 130 Would blow you through and through. 131 Now, my fair'st friend, 132 I would I had some flowers o' the spring that might 133 Become your time of day; and yours, and yours, 134 That wear upon your virgin branches yet 135 Your maidenheads growing: O Proserpina,For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fallFrom Dis's waggon! daffodils, 136-38. Proserpina. ..waggon. Proserpina, Ceres' daughter, was gathering flowers when Pluto (Dis) saw her and carried her in his chariot to the
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Unformatted text preview: underworld to become his queen. That come before the swallow dares, and take 139. take: bewitch. The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, 140 But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes 141 Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses 142. Cytherea's: Venus'; primeroses: primroses. That die unmarried, ere they can behold 143 Bight Phoebus in his strength-a malady 144. Phoebus: the sun-god. Most incident to maids; bold oxlips and 145 The crown imperial; lilies of all kinds, 146 The flow'r-de-luce being one! O, these I lack, 147. flow'r-de-luce: fleur-de-lis. To make you garlands of, and my sweet friend, 148 To strew him o'er and o'er! 149 Florizel What, like a corse? 150. corse: corpse. Perdita No, like a bank for love to lie and play on; 151 Not like a corse; or if, not to be buried, 152 But quick and in mine arms. Come, take your flowers: 153. quick: alive. Methinks I play as I have seen them do 154 In Whitsun pastorals: sure this robe of mine 155. Whitsun pastorals: May...
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