Bøger af Roy Lancaster

Macbeth, with the murder on his mind, has a vision."e;Is this a dagger I can see... see but cannot touch?The hilt is turned toward my hand, but still... I cannot clutch.It is a dagger... of the mind to lead me to his roomAlthough unreal, it's like the one I draw to seal his doom."e;He draws his dagger."e;I must move soft, that no one hears my footsteps on the stoneIn silence then I make my way, my presence never known..."e; A bell rings."e;The signal sounds, the time has come for Duncan... it's a knellI go... it's done, I send him now to heaven, or... to hell."e; He enters the room.End of Scene 1

Shylock speaks: "e;This man abused me, so many times, laughed at my loses... my gains Scorned my people, thwarted my deals causing such heartfelt pains He's heated my foes, cooled off my friends, why does he do such things? I'm not of his race or religion from that his enmity springs. "e;Have I not eyes? Have I not hands, organs, passion and heart? Do I not eat, fall ill, get healed? If slapped, do I not smart? If I am pricked, do I not bleed? If tickled, do I not squirm? If I am poisoned, would I not die, like him, lie feeding the worms? "e;If we are wronged, should we not fight, as you have taught us to do? That which you taught us, we will improve, it will, go harder for you!"e;

Celebrated plantsman Roy Lancaster's chance find of a Mexican tobacco plant in a local allotment sowed the seeds of his future career. In this, the story of his life with plants, we hear about his experiences at home and abroad and the plants, insects, birds and people he met along the way.

A long awaited new edition of this classic text on the plants of china with new text and many new color photographs.