Flowers, drugs

Cymbeline, [1.5.1-5]. Queen. “Whiles yet the dew’s on ground, gather those flowers;/ Make haste. Who has the note of them?” First lady. “I, madam.” Queen. Dispatch./ Now, master doctor, have you brought those drugs?” Cornelius. “Pleaseth your Highness, ay. Here they are, madam.” [presents a small box.

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