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_Measure for Measure_, act ii, sc. 2 (114).
(_See_ MYRTLE.)
(6) _1st Lord._
He lay along Under an Oak, whose antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood.
_As You Like It_, act ii, sc. 1 (30).
(7) _Oliver._
Under an Oak, whose boughs were Mossed with age, And high top bald with dry antiquity.
_Ibid._, act iv, sc. 3 (156).
(8) _Paulina._
As ever Oak or stone was sound.
_Winter's Tale_, act ii, sc. 3 (89).
(9) _Messenger._
And many strokes, though with a little axe, Hew down and fell the hardest-timber'd Oak.
_3rd Henry VI_, act ii, sc. 1 (54).
(10) _Mrs. Page._
There is an old tale goes that Herne the Hunter, Sometime a keeper here in Windsor Forest, Doth all the winter time at still midnight Walk round about an Oak, with great ragg'd horns.
_Page._
Why yet there want not many that do fear In deep of night to walk by this Herne's Oak.
_Mrs. Ford._
That Falstaff at that Oak shall meet with us.
_Merry Wives of Windsor_, act iv, sc. 4 (28).
_Fenton._
To night at Herne's Oak.
_Merry Wives of Windsor_, act iv, sc. 6 (19).
_Falstaff._
Be you in the park about midnight at Herne's Oak, and you shall see wonders.
_Ibid._, act v, sc. 1 (11).
_Mrs. Page._
They are all couched in a pit hard by Herne's Oak.
_Mrs. Ford._
The hour draws on. To the Oak, to the Oak!
_Ibid._, act v, sc. 3 (14).
_Quickly._
Till 'tis one o'clock Our dance of custom round about the Oak Of Herne the Hunter, let us not forget.
_Ibid._, act v, sc. 5 (78).
(11) _Timon._
That numberless upon me stuck as leaves Do on the Oak, have with one winter's brush Fell from their boughs, and left me open, bare For every storm that blows.
_Timon of Athens_, act iv, sc. 3 (263).
(12) _Timon._
The Oaks bear mast, the Briers scarlet hips.
_Ibid._ (422).
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