sweet-marjoram

Take the liver, a little beef-suet, sweet-marjoram and parsley shred small, with bread-crumbs and two eggs; season it with nutmeg, pepper and salt to your taste, mix all together and if it be too stiff put in a spoonful or two of cream: You must not boil the liver.

English Housewifery 2004

Myrtle, sweet-briar, sweet-marjoram, sage, thyme, lavender, rosemary, with many other aromatic herbs and flowers, which with us require the most careful cultivation, are here found wild in the mountains.

Travels through France and Italy 2004

Take the livers and shred them with beef-suet, bread-crumbs, parsley, sweet-marjoram, and two eggs, mix all together, then stuff your pigeons sowing them up at both ends, and put them into your jugg with the breast downwards, with half a pound of butter; stop up the jugg close with a cloth that no steam can get out, then set them in

English Housewifery 2004

Indeed, sir, she was the sweet-marjoram of the salad, or, rather the herb of grace.

Act IV. Scene V. All’s Well that Ends Well 1914

Some sweet-marjoram pots, tin cans filled with crackers which were lighted, went off with great explosions.

The Peterkin Papers Lucretia Peabody 1886

The seeds of sweet-marjoram are very minute, and must be covered very thinly with soil finely pulverized; sow in

The Home Acre Edward Payson Roe 1863

Some sweet-marjoram pots, tin cans filled with crackers which were lighted, went off with great explosions.

The Peterkin Papers 1860

Dr. Deane entered, smiling, and redolent of sweet-marjoram.

The Story of Kennett Bayard Taylor 1851

Dr. Deane was eagerly questioned, wherever he went; and if his garments could have exhaled the odors of his feelings, his questioners would have smelled aloes and asafoetida instead of sweet-marjoram and bergamot.

The Story of Kennett Bayard Taylor 1851

On its shelves used to lie bundles of sweet-marjoram and pennyroyal and lavender and mint and catnip; there apples were stored until their seeds should grow black, which happy period there were sharp little milk-teeth always ready to anticipate; there peaches lay in the dark, thinking of the sunshine they had lost, until, like the hearts of saints that dream of heaven in their sorrow, they grew fragrant as the breath of angels.

Complete Project Gutenberg Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. Works Oliver Wendell Holmes 1851