“When daisies pied and violets blue
And lady-smocks all silver-white,
And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue,
Do paint the meadows with delight.” Love’s Labours Lost
The Flower Fairies: buttercup (cuckoo-bud), double-daisy, lady’s smock, & dog violet

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When daffodils begin to peer.
Winter’s Tale, Act IV, Scene 3.

🎨 Helen Grace Culverwell Marsh-Lambert.

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..such bursts of horrid thunder,
Such groans of roaring wind and rain I never
Remember to have heard:

King Lear, Act 3, Sc 2 :
theme:

🎨artJMOB

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Be like the innocent flower,
But be the serpent under 't.

Macbeth - Act I. Sc. 5.

🌼🐍

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We talk with goblins, owls and sprites.
Comedy of Errors, Act II Scene 2.

🎨Thomas Maybank

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How should I your true-love know
From another one?
By his cockle bat and' staff
And his sandal shoon.

~Ophelia, Hamlet

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"..an ambassador of love.."💘
The Merchant Of Venice

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These are stars indeed;
And sometimes falling ones.
Henry VIII, Act IV, Scene 1.

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“By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes.”
Second witch, Macbeth, Act 4, Sc 1


Image: Daniel Gardner, 1775

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„The fox barks not, when he would steal the lamb…”

—  William Shakespeare, Henry VI,
Second Part, Act III, scene I. The Abbey at Bury St. Edmund's.


🌙Teagan White

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(...) Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears;

The Tempest

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✨🌊✨"To unpathed waters, undreamed shores."

❄️The Winter's Tale.

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Then, heigh-ho, the holly! This life is most jolly..

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"What freezings I have felt, what dark days seen,
What old December's bareness everywhere!"
Sonnet 97 ❄️📘🌸💜

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'What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen!
What old December's bareness everywhere!'
Sonnet 97: How like a winter hath my absence been
🎨Caspar David Friedrich, Winter Landscape with a Church, 1811

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Assorts for thine eyeballs thus,
Lest upon them
Hot Bananas thoust e'er thruss

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“The grief that does not speak knits up the o’er wrought heart & bids it break.” Macbeth 4:3

The Ice Maiden, guarded by her bears, searches for broken hearts at night. She keeps them alive in her castle by warming them in a circle of flames.

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“Sing all a green willow...
The fresh streams ran by her, and murmur’d her moans
Her salt tears fell from her, and soften’d the stones...
Sing willow, willow, willow.”
Othello, 4:3



The willow grows near water & symbolises grief & sorrow.

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Without all ornament, itself and true,
Making no summer of another's green,
Robbing no old to dress his beauty new;
And him as for a map doth Nature store,
To show false Art what beauty was of yore.
Sonnet 68

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