Poems about Rose poems

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To Lucasta, The Rose by Richard Lovelace

I.Sweet serene skye-like flower, Haste to adorn her bower; From thy long clowdy bed Shoot forth thy damaske head.II.New-startled blush of Flora! The griefe of pale Aurora, Who will contest

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Rose Lorraine by Henry Kendall

Sweet water-moons, blown into lights    Of flying gold on pool and creek, And many sounds and many sights    Of younger days are back this week. I cannot say I sought to face    Or great

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On This Long Storm The Rainbow Rose by Emily Dickinson

194On this long storm the Rainbow rose—On this late Morn—the Sun—The clouds—like listless Elephants—Horizons—straggled down—The Birds rose smiling, in their nests—The gales—i

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Rose Of Roses And Flower Of Flowers, by Alfonso X El Sabio

1. Rose of beauty and fine appearance And flower of happiness and pleasure, lady of most merciful bearing, And Lord for relieving all woes and cares; Rose of roses and flower of flowers, Lady

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A Rose Is A Rose by Linda Ori

Sir, can you answerThis question I pose.....What on this earth isAs sweet as a rose? As fragile as laceWith a fragrance divine, As smooth as warm velvet, As mellow as wine; What is more love

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The Legend Of One Red Rose by A. Ed Bollington

The meaning of just one red rose It's plain for all to see It is just this, my love for you And what it means to me So take this rose and with it's love Be mine, If near or far Remember too my

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Rose Leaves by Robert William Service

When they shall close my careless eyesAnd look their last upon my face,I fear that some will say: "her lies A man of deep disgrace;His thoughts were bare, his words were brittle,He dreamed

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The Rose by Pierre de Ronsard

See, Mignonne, hath not the Rose, That this morning did unclose Her purple mantle to the light, Lost, before the day be dead, The glory of her raiment red, Her colour, bright as yours is bright?

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Stanzas To The Rose by Mary Darby Robinson

SWEET PICTURE of Life's chequer'd hour!Ah, wherefore droop thy blushing head?Tell me, oh tell me, hap'less flow'r,Is it because thy charms are fled? Come, gentle ROSE, and learn from me A lesson

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To Lucasta. The Rose. by Richard Lovelace

I.Sweet serene skye-like flower,Haste to adorn her bower; From thy long clowdy bed Shoot forth thy damaske head. II.New-startled blush of FLORA!The griefe of pale AURORA,

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Turns And Movies: Rose And Murray by Conrad Potter Aiken

After the movie, when the lights come up, He takes her powdered hand behind the wings; She, all in yellow, like a buttercup, Lifts her white face, yearns up to him, and clings; And with a silent,

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Chiaroscuro: Rose by Conrad Potter Aiken

HeFill your bowl with roses: the bowl, too, have of crystal. Sit at the western window. Take the sun Between your hands like a ball of flaming crystal, Poise it to let it fall, but hold it still,

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