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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"[T]he Bay, the Marigold’s darling,"

"Mary-golds, on death beds blowing,"