HONEYSUCKLE

*Woodbine*

HERO

And bid her steal into the pleached bower.

Where HONEYSUCKLES, ripen’d by the sun,

Forbid the sun to enter.

—Much Ado About Nothing [Act III, sc. 1]

URSULA

So angle we for Beatrice; who even now

Is couched in the WOODBINE coverture.

—Much Ado About Nothing [Act III, sc. 1]

TITANIA

Sleep thou, and I will wind thee in my arms.

So doth the WOODBINE,

the sweet HONEYSUCKLE

Gently entwist; the female ivy so

Enrings the barky fingers of the elm.

—A Midsummer Night’s Dream [Act IV, sc. 1]

HOSTESS/MISTRESS QUICKLY

O thou HONEYSUCKLE villain.

—Henry IV, Pt. 2 [Act II, sc. 1]

OBERON

I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,

Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,

Quite over-canopied

with luscious WOODBINE.

—A Midsummer Night’s Dream [Act II, sc. 1]