The painting of sounds, noises and smells calls for: 1. Reds, rrrrreds, the rrrrrreddest rrrrrrreds that shouuuuuuut. 2.Greens, that can never be greener, greeeeeeeeeeeens that screeeeeeam, yellows, as violent as can be: polenta yellows, saffron yellows, brass yellows.
This Bouillabaisse a noble dish is A sort of soup or broth, or brew, Or hotchpotch of all sorts of fishes, That Greenwich never could outdo; Green herbs, red peppers, mussels, saffron, Soles, onions, garlic, roach, and dace; All these you eat at Terre's tavern, In that one dish of Bouillabaisse.william makepeace thackeray
And the saffron flower Clear as a flame of sacrifice breaks out.jean ingelow
Any Muscovite general puts on a great show, Like a pike cooked in saffron , all glitter and glow.
Ceres: Hail, many-coloured messenger, that ne'er Dost disobey the wife of Jupiter; Who, with thy saffron wings, upon my flow'rs Diffusest honey drops, refreshing show'rs; And with each end of thy blue bow dost crown My bosky acres and my unshrubb'd down, Rich scarf to my proud earth; why hath thy Queen Summon'd me hither to this short-grass'd green? Iris: A contract of true love to celebrate, And some donation freely to estate On the blest lovers.