Note 57 — POEMS OF JULY-SEPTEMBER, 1816. THE DREAM.
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["If thou speak'st false, Upon the next tree shalt thou hang alive, Till famine cling thee."
Macbeth, act V. sc. 5, lines 38-40.
Fruit is said to be "clung" when the skin shrivels, and a corpse when the face becomes wasted and gaunt.]