Tributes in Trose and Toetry 
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“Would Jove appoint some flower to reign 
In matchless beauty on the plain— 
The Rose (mankind will all agree). 
The Rose the Queen of Flowers should be.” 
—Sappho in 600 B, C. 
“Roses are the breath of Angels 
Blown through flaming sunsets.” 
— Anonymous. 
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Mrs. Chas. Lamplough . . . 
See page 11 It matters not what goal you seek, 
Its secret here reposes: 
You’ve got to dig from week to week 
To get Results or Roses.” 
Betty Uprichard 
See page 5 
—Edgar A. Guest. 
“You love the Roses. So do I. I wish 
The Sky would rain down Roses 
as they rain 
From off the shaken bush. Why 
will it not? 
Then all the valley would be pink and white 
and soft to tread on.” 
—George Eliot . 
“Roses, pure white 
are like moonbeans caught within 
The frosted dew at night.” 
—From the Japanese. 
“And how can you pay for the scent of the Rose, 
Or the heart of white Hawthorn? Ah! nobody 
knows.” 
—Charles H. Totvne . 
‘ ‘For twenty-seven centuries—and more— 
The Rose has been Queen of the Flowers.” 
— Singleton. 
“After long dreaming in the folded bud, 
Alter long nights of waiting—ah, who knows 
How joyous a surprise, to open wide 
And find one’s self—a Rose!” 
—May Lewis. 
“These Roses shame the average man, 
Utter perfection, matchless attitude: 
Besides these, what our most accomplished can 
Present would seem comparatively rude!” 
—Isabel Fiske Conant. 
