"And in his left he held a basket full Of all sweet herbs that searching eye could cull Wild thyme, and valley-lilies …"

"Where scattered wild the Lily of the Vale Its balmy essence breathes."

"And leaves of that shy plant, (Her flowers were shed) the lily of the vale, That loves the ground, and from the sun w…"

"White bud! that in meek beauty dost lean Thy cloistered cheek as pale as moonlight snow, Thou seem'st, beneath thy hu…"

"And the Naiad-like lily of the vale, Whom youth makes so fair and passion so pale, That the light of its tremulous be…"

"When daisies pied and violets blue, And lady-smocks all silver-white, And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue Do paint the mead…"

"The entire way from Pila to Bhakra I came down a riverbed that had some running water and oleander flowers like peach…"

"Hot oleanders in a rosy vale Search’d by the lamping fly, whose little spark Went in and out, like passion’s bashful …"

"The Marigold observes the Sun More than my subjects me have done."

"Her eyes, like marigolds, had sheath’d their light, And canopied in darkness sweetly lay, Till they might open to ado…"