DAFFODIL

*Narcissus*

AUTOLYCUS

When DAFFODILS begin to peer

With heigh! the doxy o’er the dale,

Why, then comes in the sweet o’ the year.

—Winter’s Tale [Act IV, sc. 3]

PERDITA

DAFFODILS

That come before the

swallow dares, and take

The winds of March

with beauty.

—Winter’s Tale [Act IV, sc. 4]

WOOER

With chaplets on their heads

of DAFFADILLIES . . .

—Two Noble Kinsmen [Act IV, sc. 1]

EMILIA

This garden has a world of pleasures in’t,

What flowre is this?

WOMAN

’Tis called NARCISSUS, madam.

EMILIA

That was a faire boy certaine,

but a foole

To love himself;

were there not maides enough?

—Two Noble Kinsmen [Act II, sc. 2]