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    I'll pu' the budding rose, when Phoebus peeps in view,
    For its like a baumy kiss o'er her sweet bonnie mou'!

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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.

by Thomas Campbell Found in: Roses Quotes,
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Yon rose-buds in the morning-dew,
How pure amang the leaves sae green!

Yon rose-buds in the morning-dew,
How pure amang the leaves sae green!

by Robert Burns Found in: Roses Quotes,
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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.

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Till the rose's lips grow pale
With her sighs.

Till the rose's lips grow pale
With her sighs.

by Rose Terry Cooke Found in: Roses Quotes,
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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?"

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Red as a rose of Harpocrate.

Red as a rose of Harpocrate.

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All June I bound the rose in sheaves,
Now, rose by rose, I strip the leaves.

All June I bound the rose in sheaves,
Now, rose by rose, I strip the leaves.

by Robert Browning Found in: Roses Quotes,
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Let us crown ourselves with rosebuds before they wither.

Let us crown ourselves with rosebuds before they wither.

by Bible Found in: General Sayings, Roses Sayings,
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'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.

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