"There’s flowers for you;
Hot lavender, mints, savory, marjoram;
The marigold, that goes to bed wi’ the sun,
And with him rises weeping; these are flower
Of middle summer, and I think they are given
Hot lavender, mints, savory, marjoram;
The marigold, that goes to bed wi’ the sun,
And with him rises weeping; these are flower
Of middle summer, and I think they are given
To men of middle age." William Shakespeare The Winter’s Tale
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