Herbs

Are you going to Scarborough Fair?He (she) once was a true love of mine.

— Herbs

Thine eyes are springs in whose sereneOn their young figures in the brook.

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Dreary rosmaryeThat always mourns the dead.

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I pray your Highness mark this curious herb:Most disagreeable.

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The basil tuft, that wavesIts fragrant blossom over graves.

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The humble rosemaryTo scent the desert and the dead.

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There is an herb named in Latine Convolvulus (i. e. with wind), growing among shrubs and bushes, which carrieth a flower not unlike to this Lilly, save that it yeeldeth no smell nor hath those chives within; for whitenesse they resemble one another very much, as if Nature in making this floure were a learning and trying her skill how to frame the Lilly indeed.

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In the nice bee, what sense so subtly trueFrom pois'nous herbs extracts the healing dew?

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There's rosemary, that's for remembrance.

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I know a bank where the wild thyme blows.

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Mrs. Lovett: What's my secret, frankly dear forgive my candor, family secret all to do with herbs, things like being careful with your coriander, that's what makes the gravy grander.

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The Kingdom of Heaven is like a grain of mustard seed, which a man took and sowed in his field: which indeed is the least of all seeds: but, when it is grown, it is the greatest among herbs, and becometh a tree, so that the birds of the air come and lodge in the branches thereof.

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The sweet mouth gathers sweet herbs.

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