For Susina

Du bist min, ich bin din
des solt du gewis sin
du bist beslozzen
in minem herzen;
verlorn ist das sluzzelin:
du muost ouch immer darinne sin.

— anonymous Kurzgedicht, late 12th century.

They mounted with hir in the Ayre, whence looking downe she saw
The pleasant Tempe of Thessalie, and made hir Dragons draw
To places further from resort: and there she tooke the view
What herbes on high mount Pelion, and what on Ossa grew.

— Golding's Ovid, Book VII.

Lady Muriel and Arthur were evidently on those most delightful of terms, where one has no need to check thought after thought, as it rises to the lips, with the fear 'this will not be appreciated—this will give offence—this will sound too serious—this will sound flippant': like very old friends, in fullest sympathy, their talk rippled on.

— Lewis Carroll, Sylvie and Bruno.

What is home without
Plumtree's potted meat?
Incomplete
With it an abode of bliss.

— Ulysses, 'Lotus Eaters'.


Joachim of Fiore once said that when the Third Age arrived, the age of peace, and goodwill, and spiritual richness—its emblem would be the lily. How true!