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A violet in the youth of primy nature,
Forward, not permanent, sweet, not lasting,
The perfume and suppliance of a minute.

      — Hamlet, Act I Scene 3

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Merry Wives of Windsor
[IV, 2]

Mistress Ford

2043

I would my husband would meet him in this shape: he
cannot abide the old woman of Brentford; he swears
she's a witch; forbade her my house and hath
threatened to beat her.

2

Merry Wives of Windsor
[IV, 2]

Mistress Page

2055

Nay, but he'll be here presently: let's go dress him
like the witch of Brentford.

3

Merry Wives of Windsor
[IV, 2]

Ford

2126

A witch, a quean, an old cozening quean! Have I not
forbid her my house? She comes of errands, does
she? We are simple men; we do not know what's
brought to pass under the profession of
fortune-telling. She works by charms, by spells,
by the figure, and such daubery as this is, beyond
our element we know nothing. Come down, you witch,
you hag, you; come down, I say!

4

Merry Wives of Windsor
[IV, 2]

Ford

2138

I'll prat her.
[Beating him]
Out of my door, you witch, you hag, you baggage, you
polecat, you runyon! out, out! I'll conjure you,
I'll fortune-tell you.

5

Merry Wives of Windsor
[IV, 2]

Ford

2147

Hang her, witch!

6

Merry Wives of Windsor
[IV, 2]

Sir Hugh Evans

2148

By the yea and no, I think the 'oman is a witch
indeed: I like not when a 'oman has a great peard;
I spy a great peard under his muffler.

7

Merry Wives of Windsor
[IV, 5]

Falstaff

2407

What tellest thou me of black and blue? I was
beaten myself into all the colours of the rainbow;
and I was like to be apprehended for the witch of
Brentford: but that my admirable dexterity of wit,
my counterfeiting the action of an old woman,
delivered me, the knave constable had set me i' the
stocks, i' the common stocks, for a witch.

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