LADY-SMOCKS/CUCKOO-FLOWERS

SONG OF SPRING

. . . LADY-SMOCKS all silver-white,

And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue,

Do paint the meadows with delight.

—Love’s Labour’s Lost [Act V, sc. 2]

CORDELIA

He was met even now

As mad as the vex’d sea; singing aloud;

crown’d with rank fumiter and furrow-weeds,

With burdocks, hemlock, nettles,

CUCKOO-FLOWERS,

In our sustaining corn.

—King Lear [Act IV, sc. 4]