Intro and peas

Sometimes I come across things I like. Poems, quotes, pictures, stuff.

Heinrich Heine wrote a looooong poem called Germany: A Winter's Tale. Jane Grigson quotes the following lines in her Good Things:

Not only does earth grow bread enough
To feed mankind with ease,
But roses and myrtles, beauty and joy,
And (in the season) peas.

Yes, sweet green peas for everyone
As soon as the pods will burst.
Heaven we'll leave to the angels, and
The sparrows, who had it first.

I still like this translation, by T. J. Reed, better than any others I've read.