Women are as roses; whose fair flower, Being once display'd, doth fall that very hour.
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Come, gentle Spring, ethereal mildness, come; And from the bosom of your dropping cloud, While music wakes around, veiled in a shower Of shadowing roses, on our plains descend.
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Amid the roses fierce Repentance rears Her snaky crest.
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We may pass violets looking for roses. We may pass contentment looking for victory.
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There affectation, with a sickly mien, Shows in her cheek the roses of eighteen; Practis'd to lisp, and hang the head aside; Faints into airs, and languishes with pride; On the rich quilt sinks with becoming woe, Wrapt in a gown, for sickness, and for sho
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The roses under my window make no reference to former roses or better ones; they are what they are; they exist with God today. There is no time to them. There is simply the rose; it is perfect in every moment of its existence.
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Roses grow on thorns and honey wears a sting.
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One of the most tragic things I know about human nature is that all of us tend to put off living. We are all dreaming of some magical rose garden over the horizon instead of enjoying the roses that are blooming outside our windows today.
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As you walk down the fairway of life you must smell the roses, for you only get to play one round.
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A true poet does not bother to be poetical. Nor does a nursery gardener scent his roses.
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She who loves roses must be patient and not cry out when she is pierced by thorns.
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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.
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Some people are always grumbling because roses have thorns. I am thankful that thorns have roses.
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You can complain because roses have thorns, or you can rejoice because thorns have roses.
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Treaties are like roses and young girls. They last while they last.
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The roses, the lovely notes, the dining and dancing are all welcome and splendid. But when the Godiva is gone, the gift of real love is having someone who'll go the distance with you. Someone who, when the wedding day limo breaks down, is willing to share a seat on the bus.
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When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me Plant thou no roses at my head, Nor shady cypress tree. Be the green grass above me With showers and dewdrops wet And if thou wilt, remember And if thou wilt, forget.
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I see trees of green. Red roses too<br/>I see em bloom... For me and for you<br/>And I think to myself.. What a wonderful world.<br/><br/>I see skies of blue... Clouds of white<br/>Bright blessed days.. Dark sacred nights<br/>And I think to myself... What a wonderful world.<br/><br/>The colors of a rainbow... So pretty. In the sky<br/>Are also on the faces... Of people. Going by<br/>I see friends shaking hands... Sayin. How do you do<br/>Theyre really sayin...I love you.
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You are beautiful, but you are empty. One could not die for you. To be sure, an ordinary passerby would think that my rose looked just like you--the rose that belongs to me. But in herself alone she is more important than all the hundreds of you other roses: because it is she that I have watered.
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A red rose is not selfish because it wants to be a red rose. It would be horribly selfish if it wanted all the other flowers in the garden to be both red and roses.
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There is nothing more difficult for a truly creative painter than to paint a rose, because before he can do so he has first to forget all the roses that were ever painted.
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If I had a rose for every time I thought of you, I'd be picking roses for a lifetime.
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Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie
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God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December.
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Marriage is like life - it is a field of battle, not a bed of roses.
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