06/08 
                There's fennel for you, and columbines: there's rue for you; and here's some for me: we may call it herb-grace o' Sundays.
            
            
                05/14
                O you must wear your rue with
    a difference.
            
            
                04/23
                There's a daisy: I would give you some violets, but they withered all when my father died.