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The full-blown rose, mid dewy sweets
Most perfect dies.
The full-blown rose, mid dewy sweets
Most perfect dies.
This guelder rose, at far too slight a beck
Of the wind, will toss about her flower-apples.
This guelder rose, at far too slight a beck
Of the wind, will toss about her flower-apples.
He that plants thorns must never expect to gather roses.
He that plants thorns must never expect to gather roses.
I'll pu' the budding rose, when Phoebus peeps in view,
For its like a baumy kiss o'er her sweet read more
I'll pu' the budding rose, when Phoebus peeps in view,
For its like a baumy kiss o'er her sweet bonnie mou'!
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.
Red as a rose of Harpocrate.
Red as a rose of Harpocrate.
'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.
There is no gathering the rose without being pricked by the
thorns.
There is no gathering the rose without being pricked by the
thorns.
She wore a wreath of roses,
The night that first we met.
She wore a wreath of roses,
The night that first we met.