Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Among the Roses

Go pretty rose, go to my fair,
Go tell her all I fain would dare,
Tell her of hope; tell her of spring,
Tell her of all I fain would sing,
Oh! were I like thee, so fair a thing.
- Michael Beverly, Go Pretty Rose

"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?"

Elizabeth Barrett Browning, A Lay of the Early Rose

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