Now Jove, in his next commodity of hair, send

thee a beard!

Twelfth Night, iii. 1.

Loving goes by haps:

Some Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps.
Much Ado About Nothing, iii. 1.

Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing,
And like enough thou know'st thy estimate:
The charter of thy worth gives thee releasing;
My bonds in thee are all determinate.

She that was ever fair and never proud,
Had tongue at will and yet was never loud,
Never lack'd gold and yet went never gay,
Fled from her wish and yet said 'Now I may;'
She that being anger'd, her revenge being nigh,
Bade her wrong stay and her displeasure fly,
She that could think and ne'er disclose her mind,
See suitors following and not look behind,
She was a wight, if ever such wight were,—
-To do what?

-To suckle fools and chronicle small beer.

Othello, ii. 1.

APRIL.

Well-apparell'd April on the heel
Of limping Winter treads.

Romeo and Juliet, ii. 2.

O, how this spring of love resembleth
The uncertain glory of an April day,
Which now shows all the beauty of the sun,
And by and by a cloud takes all away.

Two Gentlemen of Verona, i. 3.

Yet I have not seen

So likely an ambassador of love :
A day in April never came so sweet,
To show how costly summer was at hand,
As this fore-spurrer comes before his lord.
Merchant of Venice, ii. 9.

From you have I been absent in the spring,
When proud-pied April dress'd in all his trim
Hath put a spirit of youth in every thing.

Sonnets, xcviii.

April 2d.

Thou art thy mother's glass, and she in thee
Calls back the lovely April of her prime.

Sonnets, iii.

I hope you will consider what is spoke
Comes from my love.

I'll be as patient as a gentle stream,

Othello, iii. 3.

And make a pastime of each weary step,

Till the last step have brought me to my love.

Two Gentlemen of Verona, ii. 7.