in-a-mist

Updated: May 8, 2025

It was the arm of a Saxon goddess; but no immortal had that exquisite, homely naturalness; and Philip thought of a cottage garden with the dear flowers which bloom in all men's hearts, of the hollyhock and the red and white rose which is called York and Lancaster, and of love in-a-mist and Sweet William, and honeysuckle, larkspur, and London Pride. "How can you care for me?" he said.

W. Somerset (William Somerset) Maugham - Of Human Bondage