A gardener's work is never at an end; it begins with the year and continues to the next.

A gardener's work is never at an end; it begins with the year and continues to the next.

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

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

Mulberry Garden, now the only place of refreshment about the town for persons of the best quality to be exceeding cheated at.

Freindshipp is beyond all relations of flesh and blood, because it is less materiall.

As Paradise (though of God's own Planting) was no longer Paradise than the Man was put into it, to dress it and to keep it, so nor will our Gardens remain long in their perfection unless they are also continually cultivated.