...woodbine," says Mr. Martyn. Yet in- Much Ada about Nothing he uses either name indiscriminately : " And bid her steal into the pleached bower, Where honeysuckles,...observes Mr. Martyn, " seems to have mistaken it, when he givea it the name of eglantine, and distinguishes it from sweetbriar, since the sweetbriar i» itself...

...that Latin was spoken in paradise I What a delightful study ia this fine play for the closet, or " the pleached bower, where honey-suckles, ripened by the sun, forbid the sun to enter!" — a play, ill which the imagination of the most imaginative of poets seems to have run riot! The...

...great Rome, and see Thy master thus, with pleacht arms, bending; down His cormgible neck ! Slialuptare. Steal into the pleached bower. Where honey-suckles, ripened by the sun. Forbid the sun to enter. Id. PLEAD', vn Sm.a.^ Fr. plaider ; Span. PLEAD'ABLE, PLEAD'ER, PLEAD'IKG. J Lat. placet. To argue...

...sun his treasury. ¡it. Her sunny locks Hang on her temples like a golden fleece. Sliakspcarf. Bid her steal into the pleached bower, Where honey-suckles, ripened by the sun, Forbid the sim to enter. Id. An' she were not kin to me, she woujd be as fair on Friday as Helen is on Sunday....

...which they'll know Ъу favours several which they did bestow. Id. Bid her »teal into the plashed bower. Where honey-suckles, ripened by the sun, Forbid the sun to enter ; like to favourites, Made prnud hy princes that advance their pride Against that power that bred it....

...snake throws her enamelled skin, Weed wide enough to wrap a fairy in. UIDSUMUSR NIOHT'S DREAX. BID her steal into the pleached bower, Where Honeysuckles, ripened by the sun, Forbid the sun to enter ; like favourites Made proud by princes, that advance their pride Against the power that bred it. Mcca...

...Beatrice never appears to greater advantage than in her soliloquy after leaving her concealment " in the pleached bower where honeysuckles, ripened by the sun, forbid the sun to enter ;" she exclaims, after listening to this tirade against herself, What fire is in mine ears ? Can this...

...upwards from his margin. Then gleamed the gardens, steaming with summer heat, where the wimpled fair " steal into the pleached bower, Where honeysuckles ripened by the sun Forbid the sun to enter ; like favourites Made prond by princes, that advance their pride Against the power that bred it."...

...that Latin was spoken in paradise ! What a delightful study is this fine play for the closet, or " the pleached bower, where honey-suckles, ripened by the sun, forbid the sun to enter!" — a play, in which the imagination of the most imaginative of poets runs riot ! His pencil is dipped...

...that Latin was spoken in paradise ! What a delightful study is this fine play for the closet, or " the pleached bower, where honey-suckles, ripened by the sun, forbid the sun to enter!" — a play, in which the imagination of the most imaginative of poets runs riot ! His pencil is dipped...