ELDER

ARVIRAGUS

And let the stinking ELDER, grief, untwine

His perishing root with the increasing vine!

—Cymbeline [Act IV, sc. 2]

SATURNINUS

“Look for thy reward

Among the nettles at the ELDER-TREE

Which overshades the mouth of that same pit

Where we decreed to bury Bassianus.

Do this, and purchase us thy lasting friends.”

O Tamora! Was ever heard the like?

This is the pit, and this the ELDER-TREE.

—Titus Andronicus [Act II, sc. 3]

HOLOFERNES/PEDANT

Begin, sir, you are my ELDER.

BIRON

Well followed; Judas was hanged on an ELDER.

—Love’s Labour’s Lost [Act V, sc. 2]

WILLIAMS

That’s a perilous shot

out of an ELDER gun,

that a poor and private displeasure

can do against a monarch.

—Henry V [Act IV, sc. 1]

PRINCE HENRY

Look, whether the withered ELDER

hath not his poll clawed like a parrot.

—Henry IV, Pt. 2 [Act II, sc. 4]

HOST OF THE GARTER

What says my Aesculapius? my Galen?

my heart of ELDER?

—Merry Wives of Windsor [Act II, sc. 3]