
~Thomas Cavendish, 1532.
“Good morrow, good Yarrow, good morrow to thee. Send me this night my true love to see, The clothes that he’ll wear, the colour of his hair. And if he’ll wed me.” ~Danaher, 1756

“There’s rosemary and rue. These keep
Seeming and savor all the winter long.
Grace and remembrance be to you.”
- William Shakespeare
Seeming and savor all the winter long.
Grace and remembrance be to you.”
- William Shakespeare

Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,
Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,
With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine: There sleeps Titania sometime of the night,
Lull’d in these flowers with dances and delight.
~From A Midsummer Night’s Dream
When daisies pied and violets blue
And lady-smocks all silver-white
And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue
Do paint the meadows with delight,
Love’s Labours Lost
And lady-smocks all silver-white
And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue
Do paint the meadows with delight,
Love’s Labours Lost

lavender with spikes of blue;
sweeter plant was never found
growing on our English ground.”
~Caryl Battersby
“And lavender, whose spikes of azure bloom
shall be, ere-while, in arid bundles bound
to lurk admist the labours of her loom,
and crown her kerchiefs witl mickle rare perfume.” ~William Shenstone The School Mistress 1742
shall be, ere-while, in arid bundles bound
to lurk admist the labours of her loom,
and crown her kerchiefs witl mickle rare perfume.” ~William Shenstone The School Mistress 1742
“Much Virtue in Herbs, little in Men.”
- Benjamin Franklin (1706-1790)
- Benjamin Franklin (1706-1790)

- Frances Bacon
“How could such sweet and wholesome hours
Be reckoned but with herbs and flowers?”
- Andrew Marvel
Be reckoned but with herbs and flowers?”
- Andrew Marvel
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