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Ye gods, it doth amaze me
A man of such a feeble temper should
So get the start of the majestic world
And bear the palm alone.

      — Julius Caesar, Act I Scene 2

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KEYWORD: medlar

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1

As You Like It
[III, 2]

Rosalind

1228

I'll graff it with you, and then I shall graff it with a
medlar. Then it will be the earliest fruit i' th' country; for
you'll be rotten ere you be half ripe, and that's the right
virtue of the medlar.

2

Measure for Measure
[IV, 3]

Lucio

2300

Yes, marry, did I. but I was fain to forswear it;
they would else have married me to the rotten medlar.

3

Romeo and Juliet
[II, 1]

Mercutio

832

If love be blind, love cannot hit the mark.
Now will he sit under a medlar tree,
And wish his mistress were that kind of fruit
As maids call medlars, when they laugh alone.
Romeo, that she were, O, that she were
An open et caetera, thou a poperin pear!
Romeo, good night: I'll to my truckle-bed;
This field-bed is too cold for me to sleep:
Come, shall we go?

4

Timon of Athens
[IV, 3]

Apemantus

2002

The middle of humanity thou never knewest, but the
extremity of both ends: when thou wast in thy gilt
and thy perfume, they mocked thee for too much
curiosity; in thy rags thou knowest none, but art
despised for the contrary. There's a medlar for
thee, eat it.

5

Timon of Athens
[IV, 3]

Apemantus

2009

Dost hate a medlar?

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