ROSE QUOTES IV

quotations about roses

Rose, oh pure contradiction, desire,
To be no one's sleep under so many lids.

RAINER MARIA RILKE

his epitaph, composed sometime before October 27, 1925

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Buy more stock in roses
Millionaires will always woo
Don't be shocked if roses
Make a millionaire of you

MAGNETIC FIELDS

"Roses"


Sweet spring is full of sweet days and roses; it is a box of variegated sweets.

GEORGE HERBERT

attributed, Day's Collacon

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Roses are among the most ancient of plants. A thirty-five million years old fossil of a rose was found in North America. Roses originated in Asia about 70 million years ago.

CAROL CHICCI

"Gardening Etcetera: A rose is a rose was a rose", Arizona Daily Sun, September 30, 2017


My poor worried heart was almost certain
That this love affair would never be
Then I sent a dozen yellow roses and
From that moment, she belonged to me

ANDY WILLIAMS

"...And Roses and Roses"


The red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
O, the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.

JOHN BOYLE O'REILLY

A White Rose

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We taste the fragrance of the rose.

MARK AKENSIDE

The Pleasures of Imagination

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Love is a rose, but you'd better not pick it
Only grows when it's on the vine
Handful of thorns and you know you've missed it
Lose your love when you say the word mine

LINDA RONSTADT

"Love Is a Rose"


That afternoon my mother had brought me the roses. "Save them for my funeral," I'd said.

SYLVIA PLATH

The Bell Jar

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Sweet rose, whose hue, angry and brave,
Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye,
Thy root is even in the grave,
And thou must die.

GEORGE HERBERT

Vertue

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Roses are unique down to the very design of their blooms. Some of the flowers may have tight, perfect blooms, while others are round and lush with an abundance of petals. Some are ideal for a beautiful wedding bouquet, while others look best loosely floating in a crystal vase. A rose's color draws the most attention. From the richest red to the deepest black and every color in between, roses can tell a story, bring a smile, or evoke a memory without speaking a word.

MELISSA ANDREWS

"A Fall Fragrance", Columbia Metropolitan, October 5, 2017


The Roses are coming! bright June's lovely flowers,
New-born of the sunshine, and nourished by showers!
In green mossy buds the young leaves folded lie,
Now near to burst forth as mild zephyrs float by.
From their embryo-couch, as to light they unfold,
What heart but exults their first blush to behold?
Carnation, fair lily, nor violet disclose
Such beauty and grace as doth Flora's queen-rose!

CHARLES KENWORTHY

"The Roses Are Coming", Original Poems on Miscellaneous Subjects


The rose that all are praising
Is not the rose for me.

THOMAS HAYNES BAYLY

The Rose That All Are Praising

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I feel as if I had opened a book and found roses of yesterday sweet and fragrant, between its leaves.

LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

Anne of the Island

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Red roses are at her feet,
(Roses are red in her red-gold hair)
And O where her bosom and girdle meet
Red roses are hidden there.

OSCAR WILDE

"The Dole of the King's Daughter"

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A rose is sweeter in the bud than full blown.

JOHN LYLY

Euphues: The Anatomy of Wit

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So, timely you came, and well you chose,
You came when most needed, my winter rose.
From the snow I pluck you, and fondly press
Your leaves 'twixt the leaves of my leaflessness.

ALFRED AUSTIN

"My Winter Rose", Lyrical Poems

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I arose like a rose, and this is how I knew I was in love. In the garden of life, I'm better off in your neighbor's yard.

JAROD KINTZ

This Book is Not For Sale


Of course, an ordinary passerby would think my rose looked just like you. But my rose, all on her own, is more important than all of you together, since she's the one I've watered.

ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPÉRY

The Little Prince

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And once I knew a meditative rose
That never raised its head from bowing down,
Yet drew its inspiration from the stars.
It bloomed and faded here beside the road,
And, being a poet, wrote on empty air
With fragrance all the beauty of its soul.

HENRY ABBEY

"A Morning Pastoral", We taste the fragrance of the rose.

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