Comes up smelling like roses
- Thom Bodebt
We gathered the wild-flowers.
Yes, life there seem'd one pure delight.
As thro' the field we rov'd.
Yes, life there seem'd one pure delight.
- George Linley
I cast my heart into my rhymes,
That you, in the dim coming times,
May know how my heart went with them
After the red-rose-bordered hem.
- William Butler Yeats
Look at us, said the violets blooming at her feet, all last winter we slept in the seeming death but at the right time God awakened us, and here we are to comfort you.
- Edward Payson Rod