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THE WHITE ROSE. 
sent popular saying, when anything is done 
in secret, it is done “ under the rose.” 
ILLUSTRATION OR THE SENTIMENT. 
As late each flower that sweetest blows, 
I pluck’d the garden’s pride. 
Within the petals of a rose 
A sleeping love I spied. 
Around his brows a beamy wreath 
Of many a lucent hue; 
All purple glow’d his cheek beneath, 
Inebriate with dew. 
I softly seized the unguarded power,— 
Nor scared his balmy rest,— 
And placed him, caged within the flower, 
On spotless Sara’s breast. 
But when, unweeting of the guile. 
Awoke the prisoner sweet. 
He struggled to escape awhile, 
And stamp’d his fairy feet. 
Coleridge. 
