I Durst Not Laugh For Fear Of

Strikes Deeper, Grows With More Pernicious Root.

As Chaste As Is The Bud Ere It Be Blown.

Memory, The Warder Of The Brain.

The Silence Often Of Pure Innocence Persuades When Speaking Fails.

Here's Flowers For You; Hot Lavender, Mints, Savoury, Marjoram; The Marigold, That Goes To Bed Wi' The Sun And With Him Rises Weeping: These Are Flowers Of Middle Summer, And I Think They Are Given To Men Of Middle Age.