Plant (v.)

The Winter’s Tale, [4.1.4-9]. Time. “Impute it not a crime/ to me or my swifty passage, that I slide/ O’er sixteen years and leave the growth untried/ Of that wide gap, since it is in my pow’r/ To o’erthrow law and in one self-born hour/ To plalnt and o’erwhelm custom.”

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