Bark, fruit-trees, sap, branches, fruit

King Richard II, [3.4.55-66]. Gardener. “O, what pity is it/ That he had not so trimm’d and dress’d his land/ As we this garden! We at time of year do wound the bark, the skin of our fruit-trees,/ Lest, being over-proud in sap and blood,/ With too much riches it confound itself;/ Had he done so to great and growing men,/ They might have liv’d to bear and he to taste/ Their fruits of duty. Superfluous branches/ We lop away, that bearing boughs may live;/ Had he done so, himself had borne the crown,/ Which waste of idle hourse hath lquite thrown down,”


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