I'm to gather rosebuds while I may, because time's flying so fast, some poet says.

She plucked a rosebud by the wall And placed it in his outstretched hands; It was love's token, that was all,

He watched with sympathy the country life about him and caught its spirit in many lyrics, a few of which, like "Corinna's Maying," "Gather ye rosebuds while ye may," and "To Daffodils," are among the best known in our language.

The faint shadowy lines beneath hers which he had noted at the dawn had now vanished; the same sun-god that ordered the forest flowers to lift their gay heads commanded the rosebuds to unfold their bright petals on her cheeks.

The schoolmistress dropped a rosebud she had in her hand, through the rails, upon the grave of Benjamin Woodbridge.

The man who is watching must not eat rosebuds.

I cannot say what it is, but something has assuaged her grief; for I see her smiling now, as she holds a rosebud in her fingers, and gazes at it abstractedly; and her thoughts and feelings, whatever they may be, are indubitably not of a mournful character;in fact, I am sure that she never was happier in her life than she is at this moment.

He kept the rosebud in his breast, And when the battle charge was led, They found him slain among the rest, The rosebud stained a deeper red.

Because we have loved the rosebud, we need not despise the rose, and when the child loses its tender charm, when the rose drops her loosened petals on the grass, our love is a mere sentiment, an aesthetic appreciation, if we can only regret what is past.

I made my agonized protest on the spot, but it fell unheeded, and with satisfied sneer Eliza knit on, and the young Californian continued making the rosebuds.

And, with reverent hand, scattering over that small mound the choice rosebuds and fragrant lilies with their green leaves, they turned away without another word.

" He raised the rosebud to his lips before he placed it in her hand.

TO MISS MARY C. LOW A thousand eyes, by thee made bright, Have read thy cheering lines; A thousand hearts have felt the light That through thy poetry shines; Thou dost not know them all, 'tis true, But they all wait for thee, As wait the rosebuds for the dew, Queen of the Christmas Tree! IN MEMORIAM.

" "Who wouldn't ask youlittle rosebud?"

All the prize-boys wore rosebuds or lilies of the valley in their button-holes on the occasion, but on this day Eric would not wear them.

She glided to the flower-basket, broke a rosebud from its stalk, and mutely offered it to him.