After nearly taking root under a heliotrope, I managed to graft myself on to a vernal
speedwell where hips and haws were squashed indiscriminately and wher there was an overpowering axillary scent. There I ran to earth a young blade or garden pansy
whose stalk had run to seed and whose nut, cabbage or pumpkin was surmounted by a
capsule encircled by snakeweed. This corny, creeping sucker, transpiring at the
palms, nettled a common elder who started to tread his daisies and give him the edge
of his bristly ox-tongue, so the sensitive plant stalked off and parked himself.
Two hours later, in fresh woods and pastures new, I saw this specimen again with
another willowy young parasite who was shooting a line, recommending the sap to
switch the top bulbous vegetable ivory element of his mantle blue to a more elevated
apex--as an exercise in style.

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