Roses red and violets blew, And all the sweetest flowers that in the forest grew.
- Edmund Spenser
Red rose, proud rose, sad rose of all my days!
Come near me, while I sing the ancient ways.
- William Butler Yeats
Where flowers bloom so does hope.
- Lady Bird Johnson
Lowly, with a broken neck,
The crocus lays her cheek to mire.
- George Meredith