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Dictynna, goodman Dull.

      — Love's Labour's Lost, Act IV Scene 2

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Phoenix and the Turtle

Shakespeare

1

Let the bird of loudest lay,
On the sole Arabian tree,
Herald sad and trumpet be,
To whose sound chaste wings obey.

2

Phoenix and the Turtle

Shakespeare

17

And thou treble-dated crow,
That thy sable gender makest
With the breath thou givest and takest,
'Mongst our mourners shalt thou go.

3

Phoenix and the Turtle

Shakespeare

21

Here the anthem doth commence:
Love and constancy is dead;
Phoenix and the turtle fled
In a mutual flame from hence.

4

Phoenix and the Turtle

Shakespeare

29

Hearts remote, yet not asunder;
Distance, and no space was seen
'Twixt the turtle and his queen:
But in them it were a wonder.

5

Phoenix and the Turtle

Shakespeare

49

Whereupon it made this threne
To the phoenix and the dove,
Co-supremes and stars of love,
As chorus to their tragic scene.

6

Phoenix and the Turtle

Shakespeare

54

Beauty, truth, and rarity,
Grace in all simplicity,
Here enclosed in cinders lie.

7

Phoenix and the Turtle

Shakespeare

57

Death is now the phoenix' nest
And the turtle's loyal breast
To eternity doth rest,

8

Phoenix and the Turtle

Shakespeare

63

Truth may seem, but cannot be:
Beauty brag, but 'tis not she;
Truth and beauty buried be.

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