THE PLANT-LORE OF SHAKESPEARE.
| Perdita. | Here's flowers for you. | |
| Winter's Tale, act iv, sc. 4. | ||
| Duke. | Away before me to sweet beds of flowers. | |
| Twelfth Night, act i, sc. 1. | ||
ACONITUM.
| K. Henry. | The united vessel of their blood, Mingled with venom of suggestion— As, force perforce, the age will pour it in— Shall never leak, though it do work as strong As Aconitum or rash gunpowder. | |
| 2nd King Henry IV, act iv, sc. 4 (44). | ||
There is another place in which it is probable that Shakespeare alludes to the Aconite; he does not name it, but he compares the effects of the poison to gunpowder, as in the passage above.
| Romeo. | Let me have A dram of poison, such soon-speeding gear As will disperse itself through all the veins, That the life-weary taker may fall dead And that the trunk may be discharged of breath As violently as hasty powder fired | |
| Romeo and Juliet, act v, sc. 1 (59). | ||