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Red as a rose of Harpocrate.
Red as a rose of Harpocrate.
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?
Let us crown ourselves with rosebuds before they wither.
Let us crown ourselves with rosebuds before they wither.
The rose that all are praising
Is not the rose for me.
The rose that all are praising
Is not the rose for me.
He that plants thorns must never expect to gather roses.
He that plants thorns must never expect to gather roses.
The full-blown rose, mid dewy sweets
Most perfect dies.
The full-blown rose, mid dewy sweets
Most perfect dies.
"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?"
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.
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.