There then stood in the garden hard by the same fence On which Rykov's triangle had based its defence, A cheese-house, built of lattice, big, heavy with age, Of timbers cross-wise fastened, not unlike a cage. In it shone many dozens of white cheeses lying, While suspended around them big bunches hung drying Of wild thyme , sage , cardoon , and of fennel and bennet , Miss Hreczeha's home drugstore all hanging within it.
“I smell fennel,” Launcelot said. “That reminds me, I should tell you I have discovered a specific for maims. You take salt, good-quality river mud, and bee urine, and slather it on the maim and hold it there for two days. Works like a charm. Gathering the bee urine is a bit of a bore.”Donald Barthelme
Young playmates of the rose and daffodil, Be careful ere ye enter in, to fill Your baskets high With fennel green, and balm, and golden pines Savory latter-mint, and columbines.john keats
There's fennel for you, and columbines: there's rue for you.william shakespeare