Some people complain because God put thorns on roses, while others praise Him for putting roses among thorns.unknown
I love the fair lilies and roses so gay,They are rich in their pride and their splendor;But still more do I love to wander awayTo the meadow so sweet,Where down at my feet,The harebell blooms modest and tender.dora read goodale
On either side of them, as they glided onwards, the rich meadow-grass seemed that morning of a freshness and a greenness unsurpassable. Never had they noticed the roses so vivid, the willow-herb so riotous, the meadow-sweet so odorous and pervading. Then the murmur of the approaching weir began to hold the air, and they felt a consciousness that they were nearing the end, whatever it might be, that surely awaited their expedition.Kenneth Grahame
You follow the same paths of thought as before. Only, they appear strewn with roses.
There is a garden in her face, Where roses and white lilies grow, A heavenly paradise is that place, Wherein all pleasant fruits do flow. There cherries grow, which none may buy Till 'Cherry ripe!'themselves do cry.thomas campion
Duluth! The word fell upon my ear with a peculiar and indescribable charm, like the gentle murmur of a low fountain stealing forth in the midst of roses, or the soft sweet accent of an angel’s whisper in the bright, joyous dream of sleeping innocence. ’T was the name for which my soul had panted for years, as the hart panteth for the water-brooks.j(ames) proctor knott
You may break, you may shatter the vase, if you will,But the scent of the roses will hang round it still.thomas moore
His talk was like a stream which runs With rapid change from rock to roses; It slipped from politics to puns; It passed from Mahomet to Moses; Beginning with the laws that keep The planets in their radiant courses, And ending with some precept deep For dressing eels or shoeing horses.winthrop mackworth praed
Even in mathematics his whimsical fancy was sometimes suffered to peep out, and little girls who learnt the rudiments of calculation at his knee found the path they had imagined so thorny set about with roses by reason of the delightful fun with which he would turn a task into a joy. But when the fun was over the little girl would find that she had learnt the lesson (all unknowingly) just the same. Happy little girls who had such a master.
Oh! roses and lilies are fair to see; But the wild bluebell is the flower for me.Louisa A. meredith
Musing on roses and revolutions, I saw night close down on the earth like a great dark wing.Dudley Randall
’T is now the summer of your youth. Time has not cropt the roses from your cheek, though sorrow long has washed them.edward moore
Why hold ye so my heart, nor dimly letThrough your deep leaves the light of yesterday,The faded glimmer of a sunshine set?Is it that in your darkness, shut from strife,The bread of tears becomes the bread of life?Far from the roar of day, beneath your boughsFresh griefs beat tranquilly, and loves and vowsGrow green in your gray shadows, dearer farEven than all lovely lights and roses are?frederick goddard tuckerman
Strew on her roses, roses, And never a spray of yew. In quiet she reposes: Ah! would that I did too.Matthew Arnold
I'd be a butterfly born in a bower, Where roses and lilies and violets meet.thomas haynes bayly
Satin rays and coloured days Stark blue horizons Naked limbs and wheat bins, hazy afternoons Voicing, rejoicing the wine cups do bring Pussywillows, cat-tails, soft winds and rosesgordon lightfoot
Though one were fair as roses His beauty clouds and closes.algernon charles swinburne
See truth, love, and mercy in triumph descending, And nature all glowing in Eden's first bloom! On the cold cheek of death smiles and roses are blending, And beauty immortal awakes from the tomb.
I love the fair lilies and roses so gay, They are rich in their pride and their splendor; But still more do I love to wander away To the meadow so sweet, Where down at my feet, The harebell blooms modest and tender.
It was not in the winter Our loving lot was cast: It was the time of roses We pluck'd them as we pass'd.thomas hood
Let opening roses knotted oaks adorn, And liquid amber drop from every thorn.Alexander Pope
I question not if thrushes sing, if roses load the air. Beyond my heart I need not reach when all is summer there.
With her ankles sunken in asphodel She wept for the roses of earth which fell.
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