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A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.
Shakespeare 'Romeo and Juliet'
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SONNET 54
O how much more doth beauty beauteous seem,
By that sweet ornament which truth doth give!
The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem
For that sweet odour which doth in it live.
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Shakespeare
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Nobody knows this little Rose --
It might a pilgrim be
Did I not take it from the ways
And lift it up to thee.
Only a Bee will miss it --
Only a Butterfly,
Hastening from far journey --
On its breast to lie --
Only a Bird will wonder --
Only a Breeze will sigh --
Ah Little Rose -- how easy
For such as thee to die!
Emily Dickinson
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A rose will convey your love
Much more than words do. |
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My dear one who has always grown roses
Has now aged beautifully. |
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Together with you,
Memories side by side
We see the roses.
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A Red, Red Rose
O my Luve’s like a red, red rose
That’s newly sprung in June;
O my Luve’s like the melodie
That’s sweetly play’d in tune.
As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I:
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a’ the seas gang dry:
Robert Burns |
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A single flow’r he sent me, since we met.
All tenderly his messenger he chose;
Deep-hearted, pure, with scented dew still wet—
One perfect rose.
Dorothy Parker
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I feel I am a Queen
When I go down the steps to the Rose Garden.
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In my heart
My daughter lives forever
As a vermilion rose.
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For my whole life, what have I done?
The color of black rose appeared after three generations. |
Thank you for your sharing my love of roses.
Wishing you a very beautiful bloom of roses in your garden,
I say good-bye for now. See you next month.
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