[[75]]
Halloo your name to the reverberate hills,
And make the babbling gossip of the air
Cry out.
Twelfth Night. Act i. Sc. 5.
Journeys end in lovers meeting,
Every wise man's son doth know.
Twelfth Night. Act ii. Sc. 3.
Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty.
Twelfth Night. Act ii. Sc. 3.