Snippets

Atropa belladonna
Within the infant rind of this weak flower, Poison hath residence, and medicine power.

Trifolium pratense
and green clover, Wanting the scythe, all uncovered, rank...

Fritillaria meleagris
The flowers are sweet, their colors fresh and trim...

Rosa gallica, Rosa alba
Shall send between the red rose and the white A thousand souls to death and deadly night.

Primula veris
Where the bee sucks, there suck I, In a cowslip's bell I lie

Quercus robur
...that all their elves, for fear, Creep into acorn cups, and hide them there.

Primula vulgaris
Primrose, first-born child of Ver,
Merry spring-time's harbinger.

Prunus avium
So we grew together, Like to a double cherry.

Fragaria vesca
The strawberry grows underneath the nettle...

Viola tricolor
...and there is pansies, that's for thoughts.

Majorana hortensis
She was the sweet marjoram of the salad.

Lavandula spica
Here's flowers for you; Hot lavender, mints, savory...

Butomus umbellatus
She bids you upon the wanton rushes lay you down, And rest your gentle head Upon her lap...

Malus sylvestris
And sometimes lurk I in a gossip's bowl In very likeness of a roasted crab...

Urtica dioica
Yield stinging nettles to mine enemies.

Rosa arvensis
And stick musk-roses in thy sleek smooth head...

Endymion non-scriptus
...thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose, nor The azured hare-bell, like thy veins.







Oh, you know, Shakespeare. He kills.