I tended many acres of orchids and planted a hundred rods of melilotus
I had raised sweet lichens and the cart-halting flower
and asarums mingled with fragrant angelica
and hoped that when leaf and stem were in fullest bloom
when the time had come, I could reap a fine harvest
though famine might pinch me, it is a small matter:
but I grieve that all my blossoms should waste in rank weed.