Celandine

So men haue learned many precious remedies for many diseases euen by brute [beasts], as we see by the swallow, who hath taught vs that the ioice of Celandine is singuler for the eies, for that she restoreth sight to her yong ones with Celandine.

If your mouth waters now, what had it done, / Cou’d you have seen our delicate fine thrushes / Hot from the spit, with myrtle-berries cramm’d, / And larded well with celandine and parsley, / Bob at your hungry lips, crying—Come eat me!

Buttercups, that will be seen, Whether we will see or no; Others, too, of lofty mien; They have done as worldlings do, Taken praise that should be thine, Little, humble Celandine!

Coming suddenly round a corner into a glade of silver birch trees Edmund saw the ground covered in all directions with little yellow flowers—celandines.

The poor but lovely bird sat there, posing among the celandines and wood anemones, wondering why its wing-tips were frozen together.