2 NATURAL HISTORY OF SHAKESPEARE. 
Biron. At Christmas I no more desire .a rose, 
Than wish a snow in May’s new-fangled shows; 
Princess. Will they return ? 
Boyet. They will, they will, 
And leap for joy, though they are lame with blows : 
Therefore, change favours ; and, when they repair, 
Blow like sweet roses in this summer air. 
Princess. How blow? how blow? speak to be 
understood. 
Boyet. Fair ladies, mask’d, are roses in their bud : 
Dismask’d their damask sweet commixture shown, 
Are angels vailing clouds, or roses blown. 
Love’s Labour’s Lost, Act i. Scene i ; 
Act v. Scene 2. 
Touchstone. He that sweetest rose will find, 
Must find love’s prick and Rosalind. 
As You Like It, Act iii. Scene 2. 
Petrucio. I’ll say, she looks as clear 
As morning roses newly wash’d with dew ; 
Taming of the Shrew, Act ii. Scene 1. 
Constance. . . . at thy birth, dear boy, 
Nature and Fortune join’d to make thee great : 
Of Nature’s gifts thou may’st with lilies boast, 
And with the half-blown rose. 
King John, Act iii. Scene 1. 
Queen. But soft, but see, or rather do not see, 
My fair rose wither; yet look up ; behold; 
That you in pity may dissolve to dew, 
And wash him fresh again with true-love tears. 
King Richard II., Act v. Scene 1. 
