_The Lover’S Journey._

The sun is in the [heaven], and the proud day, Attended with the pleasures of the world, Is all too wanton. King John, Act III. Scene 3.

The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, Are of imagination all compact. Midsummer Night’s Dream, Act V. Scene 2.

Oh! how the spring of love resembleth Th’ uncertain glory of an April day, Which now shows all her beauty to the sun, And by and by a cloud bears all away.

And happily I have arrived at last Unto the wished haven of my bliss. Taming of the Shrew, Act V. Scene 1.

TALE X.