John Clare (13 July 1793 – 20 May 1864) was an English poet
A poem by John Clare describes the delights of tansy and other herbs:
And where the marjoram once, and sage, and rue,
And balm, and mint, with curl’d-leaf parsley grew,
And pumpkins ‘neath the window climb;
And where I often, when a child, for hours
Tried through the pales to get the tempting flowers,
As lady’s laces, everlasting peas,
True-love-lies-bleeding, with the hearts-at-ease,
And golden rods, and tansy running high,
That o’er the pale-tops smiled on passers-by.
Keats (1795 –1821) English Romantic poet, “Endymion”
Ah, Zephyrus! art here, and Flora too!
Ye tender bibbers of the rain and dew,
Young playmates of the rose and daffodil,
Be careful, ere ye enter in, to fill
Your baskets high
With fennel green, and balm, and golden pines,
Savory, latter-mint, and columbines,
Cool parsley, basil sweet, and sunny thyme;
Yea, every flower and leaf of every clime,
All gather’d in the dewy morn: hie
Away! fly, fly!
There are not many great songs about herbs, but there is one very special song which is loved by millions around the world.
Scarborough fair is a very old ballad of Great Britain. It may go as far back as 1670.
Many other very talented artists have performed this ballad with success.
Hayley Westenra sings Scarborough Fair beautifully!