"And winking Mary-buds begin To ope their golden eyes."

"Here's flowers for you: Hot lavender, mints, savory, marjoram: The marigold, that goes to bed wi' the sun, And with h…"

"Mary-golds, on death beds blowing,"

"[T]he Bay, the Marigold’s darling,"

"The Sun doth make the marigold to flourish, The Sun’s departure makes it droop again; So golden Mary’s sight my joys …"

"Let who will praise and behold The reservèd Marigold;"

"So shuts the marigold her leaves At the departure of the sun;"

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

"This Mary-gold here doth shew Mary worth gold lies here below; Cut down by death, ye fair'st gilt flour Flourish and …"

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