PLANT-LORE OF SHAKESPEARE 
ii 
Bpple* 
(1) I think he will carry this island home and give it his son for an Apple. 
Tempest, ii. i, 91. 
(2) Not yet old enough for a man, nor young enough for a boy; as a 
Squash is before ’tis a Peascod, or a Codling when ’tis almost an 
Apple.— Tivelfth Night, i. 5, 165. 
( 3 ) 
An Apple cleft in two, is not more twin 
Than these two creatures.— Ibid., v. 1, 230. 
( 4 ) 
An evil soul producing holy witness 
Is like a villain with a smiling cheek, 
A goodly Apple rotten at the heart. 
Merchant of Venice, 
(5) Tranio. 
He in countenance somewhat doth resemble you, 
Biondello. As much as an Apple doth an oyster, and all one. 
Taming of the Shrew, iv. 2, 100. 
(6) Foolish curs, that run winking into the mouth of a Russian bear, and 
have their heads crushed like rotten Apples.— Henry V, iii. 7, 153. 
(7) Faith, as you say, there’s small choice in rotten Apples.— Taming of 
the Shrew, i. 1, 138. 
(S) These are the youths that thunder at a playhouse, and fight for bitten 
Apples.— Henry VIII, v. 4, 63. 
(9) When roasted Crabs hiss in the bowl, 
Then nightly sings the staring owl. 
Love's Labour's Lost, v. 2, 935. 
(10) And sometime lurk I in a gossip’s bowl 
In very likeness of a roasted Crab; 
And when she drinks, against her lips I bob, 
And on her wither’d dewlap pour the ale. 
Midsummer Night's Dream, ii. 1, 47. 
(11) Foot. Shal’t see thy other daughter will use thee kindly; for though 
she’s as like this as a Crab’s like an Apple, yet I can tell what I 
can tell. 
Lear. Why, what can’st thou tell, my boy ? 
Fool. She will taste as like this as a Crab does to a Crab. 
King Lear, i. 5, 14. 
(12) I prithee, let me bring thee where Crabs grow.— Tempest , ii. 2, 171 
