` They 're an herb of Mars , and their flowers dried flavour ale . We say -- ` Turkeys , Heresy , Hops , and Beer Came into England all in one year . ' ` Heresy I know . I 've seen Hops -- God be praised for their beauty ! What is your Turkis ? ' The children laughed . They knew the Lindens turkeys , and as soon as they reached Lindens orchard on the hill the full flock charged at them . Out came Hal 's book at once . ` Hoity-toity ! ' he cried . ` Here 's Pride in purple feathers ! Here 's wrathy contempt and the Pomps of the Flesh ! How d'you call them ? ' ` Turkeys ! Turkeys ! ' the children shouted , as the old gobbler raved and flamed against Hal 's plum-coloured hose . '' Save Your Magnificence ! ' he said . ` I 've drafted two good new things today . ' And he doffed his cap to the bubbling bird .
Then they walked through the grass to the knoll where Little XXXXX stands .
England Flesh Hal Heresy Lindens Mars Turkis flavour wrathy year