_The Widow’S Tale._

Ah me! for aught that I could ever read, [Could] ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth; But, either it was different in blood, [. . .] Or else misgrafted in respect of years, [. . .] Or else it stood upon the choice of friends, [. . .] Or if there were a sympathy in choice, War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it. Midsummer Night’s Dream, Act I. Scene 1.

Oh! thou didst then ne’er love so heartily, If thou rememberest not the slightest folly That ever love did make thee run into . . . As You Like It, Act II. Scene 4.

Cry the man mercy; love him; take his offer. As You Like It, Act III. Scene 5.

TALE VII.