Kalendarium hortense: or, The gard'ners almanac, directing what he is to do monthly through-out the year. And what fruits and flowers are in prime

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Printed for Robert Scott, 1699 - Gardening - 181 pages
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Page xxiii - tis, that you should carry me away : And trust me not, my friends, if, every day, I walk not here with more delight, Than ever, after the most happy fight, In triumph to the capitol I rode, To thank the gods, and to be thought, myself, almost a god.
Page x - I NEVER had any other desire so strong, and so like to covetousness, as that one which I have had always, that I might be master at last of a small house and large garden, with very moderate conveniences joined to them, and there dedicate the remainder of my life only to the culture of them, and study of nature...
Page xviii - Vitellius' table, which did hold As many creatures as the ark of old, That fiscal table to which every day All countries did a constant tribute pay, Could nothing more delicious afford, Than nature's liberality Help'd with a little art and industry Allows the meanest gard'ner's board.
Page xi - ... work of human industry, the improvement of something which we call (not very properly, but yet we call) our own. I am gone out from Sodom, but I...
Page xiii - Among many other arts and excellencies, which you enjoy, I am glad to find this favourite of mine the most predominant ; that you choose this for your wife, though you have hundreds of other arts for your concubines ; though you know them, and beget sons upon them all (to which, you are rich enough to allow great legacies), yet, the issue of this...
Page xxi - We nowhere art do so triumphant see, As when it grafts or buds the tree : In other things we count it to excel, If it a docile scholar can appear To nature, and but imitate her well : It over-rules and is her master here. It imitates her Maker's power divine, And changes her sometimes and sometimes does refine ; It does, like grace, the fallen tree restore, To its blest state of Paradise before.
Page xv - By the great potter's art refin'd, Could the divine impression take, He thought it fit to place him, where A kind of heaven too did appear, As far as earth could such a likeness bear : That man no happiness might want, Which earth to her first master could afford, He did a garden for him plant By the quick hand of his omnipotent word.
Page xiv - ... and a long experience. I know nobody that possesses more private happiness than you do in your garden ; and yet no man, who makes his happiness more public, by a free communication of the art and knowledge of it to others. All that I myself am able yet to do, is only to recommend to mankind the search of that felicity, which you instruct them how to find and to enjoy.
Page xv - He did a garden for him plant By the quick hand of His omnipotent word. As the chief help and joy of human life, He gave him the first gift; first, ev'n before a wife.
Page xx - Which against death some weapon does not bear. Let cities boast that they provide For life the ornaments of pride; But 'tis the country and the field, That furnish it with staff and shield.

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