Self-preservation, nature's first great law, all the creatures, except man, doth awe.

Gather the flowers, but spare the buds.

How vainly men themselves amaze, / To win the palm, the oak, or bays; / And their incessant labours see / Crowned from some single herb or tree.

So much one man can do that does both act and know.

I have a garden of my own, But so with roses overgrown, And lilies, that you would it guess To be a little wilderness.

My vegetable love should grow Vaster than empires, and more slow.

Ye country comets, that portend No war, nor prince's funeral, Shining unto no higher end Than to presage the grasses fall. . . .