Pierre Jules Théophile Gautier,
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“ He goes away. The root, snake-like, stretches, Breaks through the earth, blooms, becomes a shrub; Each day, farther down, it sinks its fibrous foot, Until it bursts the sides of the vessel. The child returns: surprised, he sees the rich plant Over the vase’s debris brandishing its green spikes ”
