I am utterly against those confused Olios, into which men put almost all kinds of meats and Roots.

Here we supped . . ., having amongst other dainties, a dish of truffles, an earth nut found by an hogg trained to it.

The gardener's work is never at at end; it begins with the year, and continues to the next: he prepares the ground, and then he sows it; after that he plants, and then he gathers the fruits.

This knight was indeed a valiant gentleman; but not a little given to romance, when he spake of himself.

Chestnuts are delicacies for princes and a lusty and masculine food for rusticks, and able to make women well-complexioned.

Our blessed Savior chose the Garden for his Oratory, and dying, for the place of his Sepulchre; and we do avouch for many weighty causes, that there are none more fit to bury our dead in than in our Gardens and Groves, where our Beds may be decked with verdant and fragrant flowers, Trees and Perennial Plants, the most natural and instructive Hieroglyphics of our expected Resurrection and Immortality.

Gardening is a labour full of tranquility and satisfaction; natural and instructive, and as such contributes to the most serious contemplation, experience, health and longevity.