The plant-lore & garden-craft of Shakespeare Part 26

[73:2]

"Herbe orijam and Thyme and Violette Eke Affodyle and savery thereby sette."

_Palladius on Husbandrie_, book i, 1014.

(E. E. Text Soc.)

[74:1] "The cup in the centre of the flower is supposed to contain the tears of Narcissus, to which Milton alludes; . . . and Virgil in the following--

 

'Pars intra septa domorum Narcissi lacrymas . . . ponunt.'"--_Flora Domestica_, 268.

[76:1] The "Quarterly Review," quoting this description, says that "few poets ever lived who could have written a description so simple and original, so vivid and descriptive." Yet it is an unconscious imitation of Homer's account of the Narcissus--

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_Hymn to Demeter_, 8-14.

DAISIES.

(1) _Song of Spring._

When Daisies pied, and Violets, &c.

_Love's Labour's Lost_, act v, sc. 2 (904).

(_See_ CUCKOO-BUDS.)

(2) _Lucius._

Let us Find out the prettiest Daisied plot we can, And make him with our pikes and partizans A grave.

_Cymbeline_, act iv, sc. 2 (397).

(3) _Ophelia._

There's a Daisy.

_Hamlet_, act iv, sc. 5 (183).

(4) _Queen._

There with fantastic garlands did she come Of Crow-flowers, Nettles, Daisies, and Long Purples.

_Ibid._, act iv, sc. 7 (169).

(5)

Without the bed her other faire hand was On the green coverlet; whose perfect white Show'd like an April Daisy on the Gra.s.s.

_Lucrece_ (393).

(6)

Daisies smel-lesse, yet most quaint.

_Two n.o.ble Kinsmen_, Introd. song.

_See_ APPENDIX. I., p. 359.

DAMSONS, _see_ PLUMS.

DARNEL.

(1) _Cordelia._

Darnel, and all the idle weeds that grow In our sustaining Corn.

_King Lear_, act iv, sc. 4 (5).

(_See_ CUCKOO-FLOWERS.)

(2) _Burgundy._

Her fallow leas, The Darnel, Hemlock, and rank Fumitory Doth root upon.

_Henry V_, act v, sc. 2 (44).

(3) _Pucelle._

Good morrow, Gallants! want ye Corn for bread?

I think the Duke of Burgundy will fast, Before he'll buy again at such a rate; 'Twas full of Darnel; do you like the taste?