By the roadside, where the dust blew before the rain and covered every green leaf with a coating of rich lime, there grow small shrubs of mallow with large flowers of pale purple or mauve; here, too, yellow bedstraw and bird's-foot lotus add their tinge of gold to the lush green grass, and the smaller bindweed, the lovely convolvulus, springs up on the barrenest spots, even creeping over the stone heaps that were left over from last winter's road mending.
"A Cotswold Village"
J. Arthur Gibbs
For what does furniture matter as long as Sussex grows bedstraw for ladies to sleep on?
"Martin Pippin in the Apple Orchard"
Eleanor Farjeon
Strew the warm white straw, said he, My arms shall all her shelter be, Her castle-walls and her own roof-tree- Strew my Lady's bedstraw.
"Martin Pippin in the Apple Orchard"
Eleanor Farjeon