PINE

PROSPERO

She did confine thee,

By help of her more potent ministers

And in her most unmitigable rage,

Into a cloven PINE . . .

—Tempest [Act I, sc. 2]

PROSPERO

It was mine art,

When I arrived and heard thee,

that made gape

The PINE and let thee out.

—Tempest [Act I, sc. 2]

SUFFOLK

Thus droops this lofty PINE

and hangs his sprays.

—Henry VI, Pt. 2 [Act II, sc. 3]

PROSPERO

And by the spurs plucked up

The PINE and cedar.

—Tempest [Act V, sc. 1]

AGAMEMNON

As knots, by the conflux of meeting sap,

Infect the sound PINE and divert his grain

Tortive and errant from his course of growth.

—Troilus and Cressida [Act I, sc. 3]

ANTONY

Where yonder PINE does stand

I shall discover all.

—Antony and Cleopatra [Act IV, sc. 12]

ANTONY

This PINE is bark’d

That overtopped them all.

—Antony and Cleopatra [Act IV, sc. 12]

BELARIUS

As the rudest wind

That by the top doth take the mountain PINE,

And make him stoop to the vale.

—Cymbeline [Act IV, sc. 2]

FIRST LORD

Behind the tuft of PINES I met them.

—Winter’s Tale [Act II, sc. 1]

RICHARD II

But when from under this terrestrial ball

He fires the proud top of the eastern PINES.

—Richard II [Act III, sc. 2]

ANTONIO

You may as well forbid the mountain PINES

To wag their high tops and to make no noise,

When they are fretten with the gusts of heaven.

—Merchant of Venice [Act IV, sc. 1]

Ay me! the bark peel’d from the lofty PINE,

His leaves will wither, and his sap decay;

So must my soul, her bark being peel’d away.

—Lucrece