And I will make thee beds of roses, And a thousand fragrant posies.
A bit of fragrance always clings to the hand that gives roses. If you are generous, you will gain everything.
Yeah, I do. Roses are red, violets are blue. I wanna poke your f***ing eyes out with my dick, you f***.
Because beautiful things never last. Not roses nor snow… And not fireworks, either.
Their lips were four red roses on a stalk.
The wind, one brilliant day, called to my soul with an odor of jasmine. "In return for the odor of my jasmine, I'd like all the odor of your roses." "I have no roses; all the flowers in my garden are dead." "Well then, I'll take the withered petals and the yellow leaves and the waters of the fountain." the wind left. And I wept. And I said to myself: "What have you done with the garden that was entrusted to you?
There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass, Or night-dews on still waters between walls Of shadowy granite, in a gleaming pass; Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tir'd eyelids upon tir'd eyes; Music that brings sweet sleep down from the blissful skies. Here are cool mosses deep, And thro' the moss the ivies creep, And in the stream the long-leaved flowers weep, And from the craggy ledge the poppy hangs in sleep.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
I will soothe you and heal you,
I will bring you roses.
I too have been covered with thorns.
Iris all hues, roses, and jessamine Reared high their flourished heads between, and wrought Mosaic; underfoot the violet, Crocus, and hyacinth with rich inlay Broidered the ground, more coloured than with stone Of costliest emblem: other creature here Beast, bird, insect, or worm durst enter none; Such was their awe of man.
The beauty and the scent of roses can be used as a medicine and the sun rays as a food.
Roses are my favourite flower, and my mum always grew a lot of them.
I like my men like I like my roses . . . by the dozen.
Barbara La Marr