Think of you an' Rose an' Kathleen bein' treated like those poor Belgian girls!

Purple lilacs leaned out from each side of the front door; rose bushes extended to the ends of the house.

You remember John Lyly's "Cupid and my Campaspe"?and how Cupid losing, "down he throws The coral of his lip, the rose Growing on's cheek (but none lenows how) ...

I found Rose a very congenial companion, though I never felt sure what he thought, and never aired my enthusiasms in his presence.

Talk about your attar o' roses an' cologne factories!

Qui, cette nuit, eût vu s'habiller ces barons, Avant que la visière eût dérobé leurs fronts, Eût vu deux pages blonds, roses comme des filles.

"Rose the Norseman chief Hardrada, like a lion from his lair; His the fearless soul to conquer, his the willing soul to dare.

Therewith still kneeling beside Sir Tristram she searched the wound with very gentle, tender touch (for her fingers were like to rose leaves for softness) and lo!

The rose, so ruddy in the light, Bends on its stem all rayless now, And by its side the lily white A sister shadow, seems to bow: Good nightgood night.

He a-rose, and pro-ceed-ed to-wards the di-rec-tion of the sounds, which grew loud-er and loud-er as he ad-van-ced; when, com-ing to the edge of a pre-ci-pice, he be-held a grand and aw-ful rush of foam-ing wa-ters, which threw them-selves head-long down the riv-en rocks with a deaf-en-ing roar and tu-mult.