Having been for many years an ardent and a devoted student of Shakespeare, I discovered long ago that there was no adequate book on the Elizabethan garden and the condition of horticulture in Shakespeare’s time. Every Shakespeare student knows how frequently and with what subtle appreciation Shakespeare speaks of flowers. Shakespeare loved all the simple blossoms that ‘paint the meadows with delight’: he loved the mossy banks in the forest carpeted with wild thyme and ‘nodding violets’ and o’er-canopied with eglantine and honeysuckle; he loved the cowslips in their gold coats spotted with rubies, ‘the azured harebells’ and the ‘daffodils that come before the swallow dares’; he loved the ‘winking mary-buds, ‘ or marigolds, that ‘ope their golden eyes’ in the first beams of the morning sun; he loved the stately flowers of stately gardens-the delicious musk-rose, ‘lilies of all kinds, ‘ and the flower-de-luce; and he loved all the new ‘outlandish’ flowers, such as the crown-imperial just introduced from Constantinople and ‘lark’s heels trim’ from the West Indies.