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 WONDERS WOOING

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = O day and night, but this is wondrous strange. Hamlet. Act I. Sc. 5. L. 164. | seealso = (See also {{sc|Othello) is Can such things be, And overcome us like a summer's cloud, Without our special wonder? Macbeth. Act III. Sc. 4. L. 110. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = | page = 898 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = Stones have been known to move and trees to Macbeth. Act ID. Sc. 4. L. 123. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = | page = 898 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = 'Twas strange, 'twas passing strange; 'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful. Othello. Act I. Sc. 3. L. 160. | seealso = (See also {{sc|Hamlet) There's something in a flying horse, There's something in a huge balloon. Wordsworth—Peter Bell. Prologue. St. 1. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = | page = 898 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = We nothing know, but what is marvellous; Yet what is marvellous, we can't believe. Young—Night Thoughts. Night VII. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = | page = 898 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = Nothing but what astonishes is true. Young—Night Thoughts. Night EX. WOODBINE Lonicera And stroke with listless hand The woodbine through the window, till at last I came to do it with a sort of love. E. B. Browning—Aurora Leigh. Bk. I. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = | page = 898 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = A filbert-hedge with wild-briar overtwined, And clumps of woodbine taking the soft wind Upon their summer thrones. Keats—/ Swod Tiptoe Upon a Little Hill. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = | page = 898 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = And the woodbine spices are wafted abroad, And the musk of the rose is blown. | author = Tennyson | work = Maud. Pt.XXIl. St. I. M WOOING Thrice happy's the wooing that's not long ac dd ? g '- • So much time is saved in the billing and cooing. R: H. Barham—Sir Rupert the Fearless. | seealso = (See also {{sc|Burton}}) | topic = | page = 898 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = Why don't the men propose, mamma? Why don't the men propose? Thomas Haynes Bayly—Songs and Ballads. Why Don't the Men Proposef