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The full-blown rose, mid dewy sweets
Most perfect dies.

The full-blown rose, mid dewy sweets
Most perfect dies.

by Maria Brooks Found in: Roses Quotes,
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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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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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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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A white rosebud for a guerdon.

A white rosebud for a guerdon.

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I am not the rose, but I have lived near the rose.
[Fr., Je ne suis pas la rose, read more

I am not the rose, but I have lived near the rose.
[Fr., Je ne suis pas la rose, mais j'ai vecu pres d'elle.]

by Geoffrey Chaucer 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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O rose, who dares to name thee?
No longer roseate now, nor soft, nor sweet,
But pale, read more

O rose, who dares to name thee?
No longer roseate now, nor soft, nor sweet,
But pale, and hard, and dry, as stubblewheat,--
Kept seven years in a drawer, thy titles shame thee.

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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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