There is a man 365 haunts the forest that abuses our young plants with 366 carving “Rosalind” on their barks, hangs odes upon 367 hawthorns and elegies on brambles, all, forsooth, 368 <deifying> the name of Rosalind.
ROSALIND , < as Ganymede >
No, I will not cast away my 364
physic but on those that are sick. There is a man 365
haunts the forest that abuses our young plants with 366
carving “Rosalind” on their barks, hangs odes upon 367
hawthorns and elegies on brambles, all, forsooth, 368
< deifying > the name of Rosalind. If I could meet 369
that fancy-monger , I would give him some good 370
counsel, for he seems to have the quotidian of love 371
upon him. 372
