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 "For if I wait," said she,
 "Till time for roses be,--
  For the moss-rose and the musk-rose,
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 "For if I wait," said she,
 "Till time for roses be,--
  For the moss-rose and the musk-rose,
   Maiden-blush and royal-dusk rose,--
    "What glory then for me
     In such a company?--
      Roses plenty, roses plenty
       And one nightingale for twenty?" 
 There is no gathering the rose without being pricked by the 
thorns.  
 There is no gathering the rose without being pricked by the 
thorns. 
 Thus to the Rose, the Thistle:
 Why art thou not of thistle-breed?
  Of use thou'dst, then, be read more 
 Thus to the Rose, the Thistle:
 Why art thou not of thistle-breed?
  Of use thou'dst, then, be truly,
   For asses might upon thee feed. 
 You smell a rose through a fence:
 If two should smell it, what matter?  
 You smell a rose through a fence:
 If two should smell it, what matter? 
 And thus, what can we do,
 Poor rose and poet too,
  Who both antedate our mission
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 And thus, what can we do,
 Poor rose and poet too,
  Who both antedate our mission
   In an unprepared season? 
 She wore a wreath of roses,
 The night that first we met.  
 She wore a wreath of roses,
 The night that first we met. 
He that plants thorns must never expect to gather roses.
He that plants thorns must never expect to gather roses.
 When love came first to earth, the Spring
 Spread rose-beds to receive him.  
 When love came first to earth, the Spring
 Spread rose-beds to receive him. 
 'Twas a yellow rose,
 By that south window of the little house,
  My cousin Romney gathered with read more 
 'Twas a yellow rose,
 By that south window of the little house,
  My cousin Romney gathered with his hand
   On all my birthdays, for me. save the last;
    And then I shook the tree too rough, too rough,
     For roses to stay after.