Not a flowerBut shows some touch, in freckle, streak or stain,Of his unrivall'd pencil.
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Not a flower But shows some touch, in freckle, streak or stain, Of his unrivall'd pencil.
william cowperYet, all beneath the unrivall'd rose, The lowly daisy sweetly blows; Tho' large the forest's monarch throws His army shade, Yet green the juicy hawthorn grows, Adown the glade.
Robert Burns