Behold I have given you every herb bearing seed which is upon the face of all the earth, and every tree, in which is the fruit of ...a tree yielding seed; to you it shall be for meat.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Here did she fall a tear. Here in this place I'll set a bank of rue, sour herb-of-grace.... Rue even for ruth here shortly shall be seen In the remembrance of a weeping queen.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
There is the pleasurable orgasm, like a rising sales graph, and there is the unpleasurable orgasm, slumping ominously like the Dow... Jones in 1929.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
How can I live among this gentle absolescent breed of heroes, and not weep?... Unicorns, almost, for they are falling into two legends in which their stupidity and chivalry are celebrated. Each, fool and herb, will be an immortal.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The conservative assumes sickness as a necessity, and his social frame is a hospital, his total legislation is for the present dis...tress, a universe in slippers and flannels, with bib and papspoon, swallowing pills and herb-tea.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell,... Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth show, And every herb that sips the dew; Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain. These pleasures Melancholy give, And I with thee will choose to live.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
A happy rural seat of various view: Groves whose rich trees wept odorous gums and balm;... Others whose fruit, burnished with golden rind, Hung amiable--Hesperian fables true. If true, here only--and of delicious taste. Betwixt them lawns, or level downs, and flocks Gracing the tender herb, were interposed, Or palmy hillock; or the flowery lap Of some irriguous valley spread her store, Flowers of all hue, and without thorn the rose. Another side, umbrageous grots and caves Of cool recess, o'er which the mantling vine Lays forth her purple grape, and gently creeps Luxuriant: meanwhile murmuring waters fall Down the slope hills, dispersed, or in a lake, That to the fringed bank with myrtle crowned Her crystal mirror holds, unite their streams.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
With thee conversing I forget all time, All seasons and their change, all please alike.... Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistring with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild, then silent night With this her solemn bird and this fair moon, And these the gems of heav'n, her starry train: But neither breath of morn when she ascends With charm of earliest birds, nor rising sun On this delightful land,LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »