That Marvel had recourse to the word vegetable as an adjective worthy of the term Love, says something about the value he put on vegetables in general, as well as his coy mistress. The turnip and borlotti beans have a generous dose of lycopene to make red, variously distributed, and one might assume a bit of anthocyanin to make that purple in the turnip while the Jeruesalum Artichoke is a model of discretion with only faint pink spots at bud points. How can vegetables be homely, even cumbersome, and elegant at the same time? Had we but worlds enough and time to consider this properly.