"Long ago the roses were the most abundant of flowers, but they grew on bushes that were smooth and fragrant, and such delicious eating that all the animals that eat grass or browse were constantly seeking for and devouring not only the rose flowers but also the bushes on which they grew.

The tear is the world's sorrow, The rose is your joy.

the days grew over-full of pain, and Marina came more often to the Mater Dolorosa, for the little Zuane had not grown stronger with the coming of the spring; sleep came to him more easily, but it did not bring refreshment, and the roses on his cheeks were only signs of failing bloom.

Rose would comfort her, and already her heart bounded with the thought of seeing one whom she believed to be her brother's wife, for Henry had written that ere his homeward voyage was made Rose would be his bride.

Rose is a good friend of yours, and an excellent girl" "I say ditto to that, mother," Ben answered warmly.

Rose is a timid dandy, and a bit of a Whig to boot.

Still, the Rose and the Graal are but symbols of the eternal verities, not those verities themselves in their essences; and in these later days when we have become cleverwith the cleverness of the Performing Pigit is a great thing to find the most obscure and broken indications of the things which really are.

Rose had been pretty then in much the same delicate way that Floss was pretty now.

This Monday morning she opened her eyes with what might be called a start if Rose were any other sort of heroine.

But, before adjusting her limbs for sleep, she threw off a portion of the heavy blankets which had weighed upon her, and was soon sound asleep, and dreaming of a garden in which all the roses were beautiful new bonnets.

"Mr. Rose ... was the one commanding figure and very lovable man, that the frightened and discomfited Church people were now rallying round.

I may add that Rose was the niece of the Rev. Mr. Gardiner, the minister of the leading church in the village.

As a charm against haemorrhage of every kind, the rose has long been a favourite remedy in Germany, and in Westphalia the following formula is employed: "Abek, Wabek, Fabek; in Christ's garden stand three red rosesone for the good God, the other for God's blood, the third for the angel Gabriel: blood, I pray you, cease to flow."

"'The rose,' he explained, 'is off the grave of the man that threw the brick.'" SPECULATION

Thus, thus adorned, the speaking Rose, Becomes a token fit to tell, Of things that words can ne'er disclose, And nought but this reveal so well.

The rose of winter-time is fire.

The rose is gay, And passing-sweet the violet of the spring: Yet time despoils them, and they soon decay.

Rose was always the daughter who objected and then did.

Rose was the household's Aurora.

A rose is a Gul, a nightingale a Bulbul.

AUTHOR OF "'GOOD-BYE, SWEETHEART!'" "RED AS A ROSE IS SHE," ETC., ETC. NEW YORK: D. APPLETON & COMPANY, 549 & 551 BROADWAY.

Rose was not an eloquent woman; she was not even an articulate one, at times.

"Roses are nonsense, and life is nonsense," I thought.

The rose being dedicated by Cupid to Harpocrates, the god of Silence, to engage him to conceal the amours of Venus, was an emblem of Silence; whence to present it or hold it up to any person in discourse, served instead of an admonition, that it was time for him to hold his peace; and in entertaining rooms it was customary to place a rose above the table, to signify that what was there spoken should be kept private.

The rose of the past is better Than the rose we ravish to-day, 'Tis holier, purer, and fitter