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ROSE. 



(Continued.} 



Thou art more happy, Oh, my soul ! than speech 

 Knows to express : what shall I say, 'tis all 

 Surpassing wonder and the power of words. Euripides. 



Iphigenia in Taurus. 



She is mine own : 



And I as rich in having such a jewel, 

 As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearls, 

 The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold. . . S/iaks. 



My true love is grown to such excess, 



I cannot sum up half my sum of wealth. . . . same. 



There 's beggary in love that can be reckon'd. . same. 



Bring flowers, fresh flowers, for the bride to wear ! 

 They were born to blush in her shining hair. 

 Bring flowers, for the locks of the fair young bride. 



Hetnans. 



ROSE, Burgundy. 



Rosa parbifolia. 



Unconscious beauty. Doubts the beauty, which she doubts alone, 



Which dazzles every eye, except her own. . . Hayley. 



Around her shone 

 The nameless charmr-, unmark'd by her alone. Byron. 



O'er her warm cheek the blush of beauty swims. 



Shaks. 



The bloom that open'd on her face 



Well seem'd the emblem of her mind, 



Where snowy innocence we trace, 



With blushing modesty combin'd. . . . Cartwright. 



ROSE, Cabbage. 

 Rosa capitatum. 



The ambassador of 

 love. 



Go, fragrant rose, and deck the lovely breast 

 Of her whose image ever dwells in mine, 



And in thy fair abode supremely blest, 

 With balmy sweets repay the bliss divine. 



Go, rose my Chloe's bosom grace 



How happy should I prove, 

 Might I supply that envied place, 



With never-fading love ! 



Anon. 



Gay. 



Answer. 



Yet I have not seen 



So likely an ambassador of love : 



A day in April never came so sweet, 



To show how costly summer was at hand, 



As this fore-spurrer comes before his lord. 



. SJiaks. 



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