SIMPLICITY. 
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ROSE, BURGUNDY. 
Rosa Parvifolia. 
Language — SIMPLICITY. 
The timid fawn is not more mild, 
Nor yet more gay and free ; 
The lily’s cup is not more pure, 
In all its purity ; — 
Of all the wildflowers in the wood, 
Or by the crystal water, 
There’s none more pure or fair than she — 
The farmer’s peerless daughter ! 
Then tell me not of jewelled fair : 
The brightest jewel yet 
Is the heart where virtue dwells 
And innocence is set. 
The glow of health upon her cheek, 
The grace no rule hath taught her, 
The fairest wreath that beauty twines 
Is for the farmer’s daughter. 
Anon. 
Give me a look, give me a face 
That makes simplicity a grace ; 
Robes loosely flowing, hair as free ; 
Such sweet neglect more taketh me 
Than all the adulteries of art, 
That strike my eyes, but not my heart. 
Ben Jonson. 
The bearing and the training of a child 
Is woman’s wisdom. 
Tennyson. 
