Chesnut

The Cheſnut delighteth in ſhadowie places and mountaynes whoſe ſituation is towardes the North.

I am not he Camilla that will leaue the Roſe, bicauſe I pricked my finger, or forſake the golde that lyeth in the hot fire, for that I burne my hande, or refuſe the ſweet Cheſnut, for that it is couered with ſharpe huſkes.

Cheſnuts are good in Female VVeakneſſes, and afford a very good Nouriſhment.

This I knovv by my ovvn Experience, having compared the Produce of tvvo Pieces of Land of equal Area and Quality, one ſovved vvith VVheat, and the other planted vvith Cheſnut Trees.

Theſe cheſnuts ranged in correſponding lines, / And though himſelf ſo poliſh'd, ſtill reprieves / The obſolete prolixity of ſhade.

[…] Aill, from mountains freed, / Down from the lakes did raving come; / Each wave was crested with tawny foam, / Like the mane of a chesnut steed.

The midnight Moon ascends! Her placid beams, / […] / Here, o’er the chesnut’s fretted foliage grey / And massy, motionless they spread; […]

Zav[ior]. […] At the dawn of the fourth day's journey, I entered the wood of Collares, when ſuddenly from the thick boughs of a cork tree— / Pab[lo]. (jumping up.) A cheſnut, Captain, a 'cheſnut. / Zav. Bah! you booby, I ſay, a cork. / Pab. And I ſwear, a cheſnut—Captain! this is the twenth-ſeventh time I have heard you relate this ſtory, and you invariably ſaid, a cheſnut, till now.